Artist: Majestic 12 Album: For Majic Eyes Only Song: Yesterdays Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: Carlos Bess] They would each take seats, in King Bottom Rocking Chairs And they would begin rocking, back and forth When they all got going, it was like so many metronomes Just rocking... in time, turns and could be about as dust As speaking into early evening Lightning bolts flicker and out of all Supervise just beyond the porch And they would talk each evening Unless there was some local gossip to superced it temporary They would talk about this self same thing... It was a long narrative history of a family [Madam Majestic] Yesterday... days I knew as happy sweet... Said yesterdays... older days... Golden days... days of mad romance and love Then gay youth was mine, then truth was mine Joy is free and flaming life, soup was mines Sad am I, glad am I For today I'm dreaming of, yesterday [Interlude: Carlos Bess] By warmest, earliest memories Bits and pieces and patches Which were told together, kind of in a mix Of marginized way, about my warmest earliest memories [Madam Majestic] Yesterday... days I knew as happy sweet... Said yesterdays... older days... Golden days... days of mad romance and love Then gay youth was mine, then truth was mine Joy is free and flaming life, soup was mines Sad am I, glad am I For today I'm dreaming of, yesterday Yesterday... Yesterday... Yesterday... free and flaming life... Glad am I... sad am I...