Nina Jo Smith - There Used to Be Springtime

There Used to Be Springtime
Words & Music by Nina Jo Smith (BMI)
© 2023 Redwood River Music (BMI)

There used to be cities
They said there were cities
I heard there were cities
that blocked out the starry sky
There used to be cars
They said there were cars
I heard there were cars
to take us from place to place

There used to be springtime
There used to be fall
Now it’s just summer
or nothing at all

So we take a walk to town
Streets are cracked, steeple fell down
Storefront preacher stands alone
Altar pushed back, vestments torn
Angel of History drags him back
Marching on to tomorrow
face to the past

Woa, woa, woa

You used to believe
what you saw with your eyes
‘til you met the devil
a fox in disguise

There used to be springtime
There used to be fall
Now it’s just winter
or nothing at all

Look to the relentless sky
Ask your God, but he won’t say why
Can’t go back
No, you can’t go back
dragged into the future
face to the past

Woa, woa, woa

There used to be water
They said there was water
I heard there was water
to wash in, to drink, to cry