The songs we often sang,
I cannot find them there;
It’s like a page of history
Just vanished in the air
Although, they’re in my mind,
And I can re-create;
It helps when I have all the words,
My mem’ry isn’t great —
I thought the Internet
Kept track of everything;
And so it seems to do, except
For what we used to sing
To share is human:
