Song for a Bygone Era - Jesca Hoop

It could have been any other three

Time was on our side then

This time either side of the sliding door

His was always open

Now I know how it feels to miss the train

And we can never come home again

Home again

No, I did not feel the desert then

'Cause he was always making rain

It could have been any other three

For an accidental family

Till I heard a guitar laugh, saw a raccoon cap

Come shuffling down the driveway

Now I knew by the time my first song ended

That we’d befriend and be befriended

Home again

Each of us, our disbelief suspended

Till he said

It sounds like a record

Of kids in the backyard

Climbing down the dark ladder

Playing, singing, capturing

A song that made the world

A touch more beautiful

Sounds like a record

Of tears and laughter

And friends on a learning curve

Their one devotion

To a song that made the world

A touch more beautiful

Sounds like a record

Sounds like a record

Sounds like a record

Sounds like a record

Just as every stone rolls through night

We roll to a new day

Just as every yearling flew the coup

We all hit the highway

A-la da-da-da

A-la da-da-da

A-la da-da-da

A-la da-da-da

I’ll know

A-la da-da-da

A-la da-da-da

A-la da-da-da

A-la da-da-da

I don’t I know the

Kinder side of time gave me your name

Don’t I know time holds the reins

I know it well

Enough to tell

How lucky my aim

If just for that spell to have landed in your frame