"The busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way"
A quatrain. Each of the four verses presents a different stage of life;
Youthful hopes
Consolidation
Frustration at dashed hopes and loss
"Was that lonely woman really me?"
And then -
"Through the door I heard familiar laughter"
A quiet but welcoming second chance.
The instrumentation is different for each section, you may note. The children's choir underscore the emotions perfectly.
It's a very acute song about middle-age, I think. Odd that it took the purity of an 18 year old to interpret it, in all its sadness and ruefulness, so precisely.
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