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Lyrics and music © by Bob Ritchie

Coin lying face down in the rain.
I wait for the sun to rise again;
Through the drops that strike my face
I catch a glimpse of another place,
Always bright. It may sound trite, but hey,

It’s a simple path away from pain
Bathed in light and free from shame.
The echoes say it’s called the past,
A haven simple; escape that lasts.

A car horn sounds and brings me home.
A car horn sounds and points me home.

Take me home,
Point me home,
Take me home.

Oh, yes the way is rather strange;
It seems that I am ready for a change.
A way around life’s thrown up walls.
I sometimes feel the kick right in the balls.

Take adversity’s sullen strength, then
Pass myself back along its length.
A golden light; it marks my way.
A golden light; it’s yesterday.
A golden, it marks the way.

I’ve gone back; now accept it.
‘Twas easy when I tried.
I’ll change what I find as I’m able,
It’ll only happen if I try.
This chance to live my life with knowledge …
The time machine might be a dream
But today’s the day I come alive.
Today’s the day I come alive.
Today I go my perfect way.
Today I go my perfect way.

It’s a simple path away from pain
Bathed in light and free from shame.
The echoes say it's called the past,
A haven simple; escape that lasts.

Coin sounding loud against the wall.
Boys pitch their pennies, watch them fall.
I've traveled back to my past
Where neighbors shout as I pass,
“It’s a beautiful day you know
“The sun feels fine.
“A beautiful day and the, the sun
“It feels fine.
“A beautiful day you know
“The sun feels fine.
“Always beautiful
“When you travel back in time.”

Always beautiful (going back in time, repeat),
Always beautiful (going back in time, repeat),
Always beautiful (going back in time, repeat),
Always beautiful (going back in time, repeat),
Always beautiful (going back in time, repeat),
Always beautiful (going back in time, repeat).