It's been a prosperous four years

Many have come and staked their claim

But now it's over and the halls are cleared

And you're unpopular again



It takes so little time at all

To see who can really play the game

And before the winters fall

We won't be seeing you the same

And when I'm lost in all my thoughts

While I'm driving 'round the Bay

As the foundation slowly rots

Won't we ever find our way



Of all the ones who've come and gone

It never matters all the same

And as the day's so very long

It's all right to miss the train