Story Behind The Song

I started writing this song in my late twenties, reflecting on the amazing, cherished years of my late teens and early twenties, so often in the company of friends that meant so much to me. Nature was our playground and we thrilled in the joy of the forest and streams, trails and mountain tops, moonlit nights and campfires, and eachother's friendship as we explored the world together. All along these paths, music was ever-present, bringing a bounce to our steps, rythym to the journey, and new ideas to explore in the brilliant lyrcis of amazing songwriters from back in the day ("the day" being the 70's and 80's, enough said :) ). Come explore Days Gone By with my friends and I.

Song Description

Days Gone By is a reflection on my younger days being with cherished friends in the great outdoors. "Forest pine nights give way to mist-dampened dawn" after a night of camping on an oft-visited mountain top, "so far above the river, moon in hand". On sunny days, we'd hike or play frisbee in the park, and when the rains came, we'd seek shelter in each other's friendship. With memories like these, Days Gone By never disappear! This one's for the memory-keepers, the wild hearts, the barefoot dreamers. For those who remember late nights around campfires, guitars in hand, howling at the moon, chasing freedom on wooded trails and backroads.

Lyrics

Days Gone By

Let me tell you about the world in days gone by
deep woods streams lead to an open sky
forest pine nights give way to mist dampened dawn
the cool earth's touch and life made me strong

Time was we'd carry on all night long
Howl at the moon 'til the dawn of day
turn it up and start all over again
revel in the sun when it shone our way

And when the rains came we'd know
just where it is that we'd want to go
to find shelter from the storm
friends and a little love keeping us warm
friends and a little love keeping us warm

Standing in the sun feeling a little high
frizbee tossing, Dam days, cool nights go by
camping at the Nose, guitar in my hand
soul flying, free man

Let me tell about a trail to a mountain top
so far above the river - moon in hand
guitar playing, my soul flies free
how much better could it ever be?
how much better could it ever be?

Let me tell you 'bout the world in days gone by
deep woods streams, bright skies so fair
time flies, it fades, it dies
but days long gone never disappear
days long gone never disappear
days long gone never disappear
days long gone never disappear

And when the rains came we'd know
just where it is that we'd want to go
to find shelter from the storm
friends and a little love keeping us warm
friends and a little love keeping us warm

Cold winds blow, the flames would grow
day turns to night, meet the evening aglow
we'd take shelter from the storm
friends and a little love keepin' us warm
friends and a little love keepin' us warm