Things Go On - Greg Brown

The traveler meets many people

And they are kind to him

For they know he will soon be gone

Unlike family and friends

Things go on We do too

One day it’s me Next day it’s you

One song leads to another

One kiss leads to more kisses

One angry word leads to World War III

Can you tell me why this is?

Everything we know is leaving

Like a train or a plane or a bus

The old old people are dying

And the new old people are just like us