Baseball was starting
And the Warriors were getting close
To the Bulls’ 72-10
The Dodgers still hadn’t figured out Yasiel Puig
They were batting him second again

Protest songs were on everybody’s mind
Where had all the protest singers gone
But protest comes from the basement and the streets
Not the 7-times-an-hour pop songs

I love you more
More than I can say
I wanna spend with you all the hours of the day
And if our time’s cut short for any reason
Breathe through the days and the nights of the season
I’ll be with you even as the sun
And the earth and the moon and all of the galaxies
Slowly turn around

And everyone was talkin bout Trump Trump Trump
The charismatic bully billionaire
And sometimes I was up in arms and wanted to make speeches
And sometimes I didn’t care
And I talked to my neighbors and I talked to my friends
I talked to the cats like they were 8-year old boys

And I love you so much I can’t even express
Wanna paint you every picture, wanna buy you every dress
And if our time for any reason is small
Walk strong in the sunlight through the kingdom and the hall
I’ll be with you even as the sun
And the earth and the moon and the sweet by and by
Shoot fireballs through the sky

Ooh—fields of green
Ooh—pour me another glass of gasoline

And the wolves were panhandling by the exit to he freeways
Would you have a dollar or two to give
And I was trying to make the difficult transition
To a new thing and immediately make it lucrative
Children had taken to wandering the streets
They’d stop and bow their heads until you’d kiss em
And miracles were everywhere but always in the little things
If you blinked or sneezed or coughed you’d miss em

I love you more, more than there are days
I try to remember to wake up and give praise
And if our time’s cut short for any reason
Breathe thru the days and the hours of the season
I’ll be with you even as the sun
And the earth and the moon and all of the galaxies
Slowly turn around

(lyrics: Dan Bern)