Changes

I've seen my childhood memories In broad daylight come and go What ones didn't fade away Away they were thrown From Granddaddy's Carolina farm To the old country store As progress keeps on moving on While opening and slamming doors What used to be roaming free Home on the range Is now a giant discount store Open 24 hours a day Where you can go and buy yourself Most anything you need Don't forget and leave your soul Somewhere in aisle 3 And what was once neighborly love Is now behind an 8 foot wall With no idea of how they are When we don't even call With the fruit of our existence Rotting on the vine We should have picked it long ago The minute it was ripe I could go on with this forever As each day brings a new change Some are good, some are bad Some should have stayed the same But the biggest change that I've seen From every thing that tends to leave Is the bitter change That I often see in me