A solo road trip of 5900 miles prompted this song while searching for childhood home and memories in upstate New York and Nova Scotia.
Lyrics
What have you gone and done... lately... to find your life?
Did you pack up and head on down the road...just like I?
What cha gonna do and what cha gonna say when you find the past is just the past and the road's gone a different way.
The old house...it aint where it used to be
all the timbers and doors are just splintered memories.
Like the river down behind...you'll change your course in time....but you can't go back again.
What cha gonna do and what cha gonna say when you find the past is just the past and that river time has worn away...
Now I know life can be a novel of mystery...but don't turn your page too fast...your lot in life it aint been cast...'cause you can't go back again.
What cha gonna do...what cha gonna say when you find the past is just the past and the books' been closed and put away.
What cha gonna do and what cha gonna say when you find the past is just the past...and long time gone away....and you can't go back
