Let's toast the names of our old flames, as well as love possessed,
And raise a cup to giving up the sins that we've confessed,
Then cry some tears for all the years,
For things that might have been,
The laughs, the wine, that shining time that may never come again.
And so it goes,
The river flows, the years roll down the line,
And so it goes,
To my departed friends, we'll meet again in some other place and time.
Cheers to grace and gentle faith,
To the losses and the wins,
To loved ones gone,
Friends moving on,
To beginnings and to ends.
Here's to revelry and levity, to charity and grace,
With tears for all we made feel small,
For the souls we laid to waste.
And so it goes,
The river flows, the years roll down the line,
And so it goes,
My dear departed friends, we'll meet again in some other place and time.
