They played music
when love was still around
and peace filled the air
when hopes were down.
They packed the stadiums, the backwoods too
you had to be listening to hear
magical lyrics in your ears
they were gifted and shared the view.
Perhaps they will return someday
lift up our hearts and fill our minds
with all the promises left in decay
of bright tomorrows in the USA.
July 5, 2011