Driftwood smoldering on a beach, music wafting through the air,
Twilight creeps in on the breeze, all my friends are there;
Voices raised in harmony, memories frozen there in time,
I don't want this night to end, time moves swiftly by.
Waves tumble restless on the rocks, boats return from fishing grounds,
Families wait upon the wharves, gulls swoop all around;
Gunwales lying on the sea, lanterns flickering on the shore,
Shouts to children, "Hurry on", these things we see no more.
In dreams and photo albums, glimpses into yesteryear,
Unfold in mystic apparitions, always waiting there.
Family sitting 'round the table, playing cards into the night,
Singing songs to soothe the soul, a lantern burning bright;
Mom is serving midnight snacks, ham and cheese and Christmas cake,
Children lying around the floor, trying to stay awake.
In dreams and photo albums, glimpses into yesteryear,
Unfold in mystic apparitions, always waiting there.
I wonder where the time has gone, seems like only yesterday,
We were playing baseball in the field, or hockey on the bay;
Sneaking rhubarb from the gardens, sailing boats along the shore,
Midnight swims in Muddy Cove, these things we see no more.
In dreams and photo albums, glimpses into yesteryear,
Unfold in mystic apparitions, always waiting there;
In dreams and photo albums, glimpses into yesteryear,
Unfold in mystic apparitions, always waiting there.