DISCOGRAPHY - "CORNERSTONE" - LYRICS

When It Was Our Time
R. X. Heyman

The night we walked for hours, downtown in its prime
The city seemed to sparkle when it was our time
The old apartment, six floors up we had to climb
So many hard luck stories when it was our time

There's the old bookshop where we used to meet
Past the burned-out theatre on fourteenth street
Where we'd pass the day when there was no heat
When it was our time

The new year started, I could hear the sweet bells chime
But I could only hear them when it was our time
There's no resisting drifting back, it's just that I'm
Afraid of drowning in the past that was our time

There's the vintage store down on Second Ave
With that frilly coat that we had to have
And the seedy streets didn't seem so bad
When it was our time

And now this town is catching up with me
It seems each sight I pass by holds some history

When the rent was due and we had no choice
Sold that red guitar in the Village Voice
And we'd just scrape by but we'd still rejoice
When it was our time

There's the Chinese place where we'd love to go
In the wintertime, tramping through the snow
And the day'd be over before we'd know
When it was our time

I almost made the call, what really is the crime
I should have spoken up back when it was our time
I should have spoken up back when it was our time
I should have spoken up back when it was our time