Let’s toast the namesOf our old flamesAs well as love possessedAnd raise a cupTo giving upThe sins that we’ve confessedThen cry some tearsFor all the yearsFor things that might have beenThe laughs, the wineThat shining timeThat may never come againAnd so it goesThe river flows, the years roll down the lineAnd so it goesTo my departed friendsWe’ll meet againIn some other place and timeCheers to graceAnd gentle faithTo the losses and the winsTo loved ones goneFriends moving onTo beginnings and to endsHeres to revelryAnd levityTo charities and graceWith tears for allWe made feel smallFor the souls we laid to wasteAnd so it goesThe river flows, the years roll down the lineAnd so it goesMy dear departed friendsWe’ll meet againIn some other place and time