Maybe I'll be there to shake your handI said to my wife, "What a time that must have been in the late 60s and early 70s. Can you imagine people being so full of hope?"
Maybe I'll be there to share the land
That they'll be giving away
When we all live together.
She countered, "The good old days are never as good as you think they were."
But she was missing the point. "No one even sings about that stuff anymore, much less thinks there's any chance it could happen," I said. "People don't even dream that big anymore." It depressed the Hell out of me.