Does anyone remember, does anybody care,
The days we danced together with feathers in our hair.
Rivers ran together, to sing a crystal tune,
Stones skipped on the water, circles around the moon.
Oooh hey yea yea- when the full moon shines
The mountains pines are swaying.
Ooh yea yea- close your eyes and listen to the guitars
Playing - little mountain girl
Built a box together, filled it full of songs,
And buried it on the mountain beneath a pile of bones.
Then we said goodbye forever,
To the hell that was our home and set out across the
Flatlands, for 40 years to roam
Writer(s): Laurie Martin Stirratt, Porter Cary Hudson
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