Needs some work and I'm not quite happy with the chorus melody/progression, but I'm okay with this as a skirmish demo 😀 Ended up more rocky than folky but that's fine.
Thanks @coolparadiso for the prompt.
No such thing as the good old days
Rose colored glasses and selective memories
Postpone, cancel, and delay
Hoping for no news, for anything familiar
I'm looking forward to living again
Traveling old roads, and making new friends
They said it won't be easy; but this feels like pretend
I hope someday real soon, we'll all be on the mend
Didn't see it coming, didn't prepare
Nobody knew nothing, trusted hope or prayer
This year will bring change, probably
Read that in a fortune cookie, but it better come true