Escalator Over the Hill

If age or time should weary you What would you find to remind you Of trains we caught and buses we missed Tickets we bought taking us through The barrier to the escalator over the hill Over the hill In better days I would hear your voice Never a phrase to remind me Of things we said and how we talked Rushing ahead and stumbling through The barrier to the escalator over the hill Over the hill You can't go back, I'm sorry You can't go back, I'm sorry