1953 – The National Parks

I found you in the summer heat, of 1953
Wise words from your father said
“I know that boy’s your brothers friend
But I don’t think he keeps comin’ round for him”
Again and again and again

I had to swim away
Semper Fi, but I’ll be back someday
I’ll take you by the hand and say
Be mine, be mine, be mine

And if someday, you grow tired and your memory fades
It’s alright, I will never leave your side
And oh when it’s time, you can come find me
In 1953

Leave New York and see the country side
Little city and a bigger life
Watch it grow into a thousand eyes
It’s ours, it’s ours, it’s ours
Oh It’s ours, it’s ours, it’s ours

And if someday, you grow tired and your memory fades
It’s alright, I will never leave your side
And oh when it’s time, you can come find me
In 1953

“And he was my brother’s friend, years later my father said
You know, I think he’s comin’ to see you”

It’s written in the gold rain

“That could be true”
“It is true”

Passed down the light
Hangin’ in the branches

“We landed on the right path I really feel”

You see it in their eyes
Pressed in the concrete

“But it was a good life, I’m very happy”

Where we used to reside
It’s larger than life

And if someday, you grow tired and your memory fades
It’s alright, I will never leave your side
And oh when it’s time, you can come find me
In 1953