Outer Banks

"It's good to see you after all this time," the old man said to me
"'Cause I remember when your father was my friend
And the warmth of your family
I hear you've moved on down to Carolina, son
That's a sweet place to carry on
And I prefer 'see you laters' to 'farewells'
So I'll see you further along
Maybe we'll meet upon the Outer Banks
And we'll cast into the tide
With our golden rods swept high
Looking at the ocean, without a notion
Of what's on the other side
You know that time is a villain and a friend
But Lordy, she will not wait
So it is never about the days we spent
But with whom we spent our days
You don't always know when you've met a friend
So I looked him in the eye
I said, "Though time is a thief
it's my belief that I'll see you by and by."
Why don't we meet upon the Outer Banks
And we'll cast into the tide
With our golden rods swept high.
Looking at the ocean, without a notion
Of what's on the other side.
Who am I to say, how our story ends?
Best that we can do, rest a spell, make amends
And now I live my life and love my family
And I could not ask for more
But every now and then, I wonder if he went
To the Carolina shore
And I would wager he is standing there
With the sunlight on his face
I'm kind of busy now, but I feel somehow
He will not mind the wait
Until we meet upon the Outer Banks
And we'll cast into the tide
With our golden rods swept high
Looking at the ocean, without a notion
Of what's on the other side