Quintessence

We found some chords and made them repeat in a circular way
You searched around and found some notes
That seemed just right to play

But it wasn't yesterday
It wasn't yesterday

Forty years on
Forty years on

It goes down and it goes up
And its movement never stops

And the seconds hours and days
Have been wearing us away

Because it wasn't yesterday
It wasn't yesterday

Forty years on
Forty years on

With Dave's tape recorder
And a mike in the hole

You went
Da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da

Da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da

But it wasn't yesterday
It wasn't yesterday

Forty years on
Forty years on

The quintessence of our lives
The quintessence of it all