It's been a long journey over yonder mountain No going back to yesterday young In memories I drink from a sweet fountain But there's no going back to yesterday young
Sun never seems to age Neither wind nor rain But every day turns a page And older my name
I want to take a stroll But life wants to run Once upon a time I was never slow But there's no going back to yesterday young
I sit on a bridge and see a gentle stream Reached for a star but could only share a gentle dream And so I know now what I didn't know then Sure as tomorrow comes there's no going back to yesterday young
I saw a parade today. The 100th parade for Belmont, WI. I was lucky to have gone as I didn't know I was getting off work so early. I saw classes of different years. It seemed that many had fond memories of their high school years as they ranged from 1960's up to 1980. I think that if you have someone to share your time with then age seems to melt away and you can feel young at heart at any age.
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