1943

There's an old man walking up a mountain trail
You know he don’t see that well
But this path is written in his memory
And he sings it like a melody
He sings it like a melody

As it twists and turns, he knows every bend
He goes right and left and then right again
Though the lines have blurred, he sees every tree
Just as clear as 1943
And he sings it like a melody

An old family photo hangs in a simple frame
He will tell you every name
At his kitchen table, flips through his memories
And he sings it like a melody
He sings it like a melody

As they twist and turn, he knows every bend
He goes right and left and then right again
Though the lines have blurred, he sees every scene
Just as clear as 1943
And he sings it like a melody

Two twin beds nestled by side by side
One's been made since '95
He says she’s still living in his memory
And she sings him like a melody
She sings him like a melody

His life twists and turns, she knows every bend
Singing right and left and then right again
Though the lines have blurred, she hears everything
Just as clear as 1943
She answers with a melody

There's an old man walking up a mountain trail
You know he don't see that well