“The Best of Times”
She remembers the hour they met trapped in the Tower
Two silhouettes at bay
Debating who’s really free discussing the DMZ
And the guilt of James Earl Ray
It was the Best of Times it was the Best of Times
Beneath a marijuana moon their guitars played “Rocky Raccoon”
In a different light
He turned on and she tuned in to the tenderness of friends
And they made love that night
It was the Best of Times it was The Best of Times it was
It was the Best of Times
Then while marching for their degrees their freak flags blowing in the breeze
Well it was Pomp and it was Circumstance
And from across the stadium he waved and held up high his thumb
To try and catch her glance
It was the Best of Times it was the Best of Times
It was the Best of Times
But old time must’ve lost it’s grip a war killed that relationship
Well at the crux of her career she met a high financier
And she moved to a higher hill
For equal rights and equal pay she worked hard to help pave the way
You’d say she’d done quite well
But success can take its toll and divorce can take a soul
There’s a trunk in a lonely room where a face from the past still looms
In a broken picture frame
A young man in a cap an gown his tasseled mem’ry hanging ‘round
And she wipes the dust away
It was the Best of Times it was it was The Best of Times
It was it was the Best of Times
The grocery shopping was almost done the dotted lines and the torn coupons
And she turned down an aisle
Her future was a question mark her present was a shopping cart
Her past was time and miles
But as she glanced at the grapes and plumbs
A man waved and held up high his thumb
It was the Best of Times it was the Best of Times
(Doak Snead/David Alexander BMI 1990 )