Remember When the Music

(Here is a challenge - read this aloud without bringing tears to your eyes!)

by Harry Chapin

Remember when the music Came from wooden boxes Strung with silver wire. And as we sang the words It would set our minds on fire. We believed in things, And so we’d sing

Remember when the music Brought us all together To stand inside the rain, And as we joined our hands We’d meet in the refrain. We had dreams to live, And we had hopes to give

Don’t you remember when the music Was the best of what we dreamed of For our children’s time, And as we sang we worked For we knew time was just a lie. A gift we say. A gift the future gave

Of all the times I listened, And all the times I heard. All the melodies are missing And all the magic words And all those potent voices And all the choices we had then. How I’d love to find We had that kind of choice again

Remember when the music Was a glow on the horizon Of every newborn day, And as we sang the sun came up To chase the dark away. And life was good For we knew we could

Remember when the music Brought the night across the valley. As the day went down And as we’d hum the melody We’d be safe inside the sound And so we’d sleep For we had dreams to keep

And I dream that something’s coming And it is not just in the wind. It’s more than just tomorrow. It’s more than where we’ve been. It offered me a promise It’s telling me--Begin I know it’s that even something’s worth believing in

Remember when the music Came from wooden boxes Strung with silver wire And as we sang the words It would set our minds on fire We believed in things And so we’d sing And so we’d sing.

(you can hear this sung by Harry Chapin at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yJhQrZuXheg&NR=1

or by Bruce Springstein at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LEvimXwEGgs&feature=related)

-- LenHockley - 20 Oct 2010