WHEN THE WEB WAS YOUNG
(To the tune of "When the World Was Young," from the Kansas album Somewhere to Elsewhere)
 

It's been a short and confusing time
Standards changing on a dime
And the stories we read still linger in the archives
Filled with promises of gain,
We weren't ready for the pain
And the links to abandoned pages are still with us

Sites are up but nobody comes
Our numbered visits are zero sums
Like those pointless Webcam sites with nameless faces
Whether fee or free web host,
No one's reading what we post
In a myriad of links impossible to find

Back when the Web was so young
When the best hyperlinks weren't far flung
We still owned our day, not hooked on eBay
When the Web was young

Never learning from the past,
And now the Web is changing fast
Who can chart a course that wars against all reason?
There is one prevailing trend:
Web site exponentiation
Where to go is now our curse, our indecision

Back when the Web was so young
When the best hyperlinks weren't far flung
We still owned our day, not hooked on eBay
When the Web was young, when the Web was so very young

Back when the Web was so young
When the best hyperlinks weren't far flung
We still owned our day, not trapped within eBay
When the Web was young, when the Web was so very young