Childhood

Music & lyrics, 1978

No longer do we dance and play
Through golden fields of gently swaying hay
Dreams of swiftly flowing streams
Have they really all blown away?

No longer do we chase and run
Silver speckled children in the sun
Free all day, come what may
We must ask ourselves what can be done

Here we sung
Songs to Mother Nature as she filled our lives
Here we lived
Once we knew the story
Once we knew the song
Once we felt like people
Once we did belong
Once we moved together
Once...
But flowers seem to fade

No longer are we free to roam
Splash amongst the waves and steal the foam
Yesterday has passed away
And left us standing here all alone

No longer do we live our lives
We’re lost within the deep blue empty skies
Where the winds that blow neither reap nor sow
We’ve chosen a path of lies

Here we sung
Songs to Mother Nature as she filled our lives
Here we lived
Once we knew the story
Once we knew the song
Once we felt like people
Once we did belong
Once we moved together
Once...
But flowers seem to fade

© Kirtland C. Peterson, 1978