Pass It On

With a bunch of strangers who all share my name

I gathered at the graveside in the pouring rain

Never thought I'd find myself back here again

Yet here I am standing in the lane

Got a lot of pieces missing in my past

Never really noticed time was moving so fast

So many questions that I wanted to ask

But I let all my chances slip past

They slipped past

Pass it on, pass it on

Teach them the words of your song

Voices fall silent but memories live on

And those we remember are never gone

Never gone

A wooden box of trinkets in the draw by the bed

A dusty sheaf of letters from people now dead

A lock of golden hair cut from a baby's head

And so many things left unsaid

Be they sentimental or deeply profound

All the things we've hidden will one day be found

The riches of a family cannot be weighed in pounds

But in the stories that they can hand down

Hand them down

Pass it on, pass it on

Teach them the words of your song

Voices fall silent but memories live on

And those we remember are never gone

Pass it on, pass it on

Teach them the words of your song

Voices fall silent but memories live on

And those we remember are never gone

Never gone