We come and we go

And we come and we go

Over the rock rolls our river of souls.

We come and we go

And we come and we go

One then the other, we come and we go.

Once upon a time

There lived a man

Who lived as well

As one man can.

He laughed and cried

And wondered why

He lived a while

And then he died.

Anybody’s story could be the same

The good, the bad, the lucky

And those of us in pain

But lately I’ve been thinking it’s all okay

If a life is just a story

For as long as it remains.

We come and we go

And we come and we go

Over the rock rolls our river of souls.

We come and we go

And we come and we go

One then the other, we come and we go.

Robby Berman—lead and background vocals, acoustic guitar, triangle, sleighbell, upright bass, Mellotron flutes, Persian santoor, Irish bouzouki, Di Zi flute, piano

(All instruments in italics are software instruments played from a keyboard.)

© 2009 Robby Berman

Nothing lasts forever, not me, not you

We’re born, we take our turn, then we die

That’s what we do.

So celebrate both joys

And things you struggle through

Be good to one another

And be kind as well to you.

Once upon a time

There lived a man

Who lived as well

As one man can.

He laughed and cried

And stared into the sky

He lived a while

And then he died.