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Days of Old

The old life creeps in
The road behind me is coming into view
The fun days of old
Just from talking to you
Thinking of what could be
Of what we might have been
Thinking of the past
Thinking way back when
Believing in the child
That’s inside our common heart
That wants to throw away adulthood
And go back to the start
I think about where I am
Where I’m going, but where I’m from
What has made and molded me
As I lay here, I go numb
My mind disappears into the past
My own backstabbing knife
My dreams of old and future
Not into the present life
I am transformed into a world
Of where we are one
Although it isn’t make-believe
It is where we came from
It was you
And it was I
We were one
As time flew by
Now time has passed us by
And here we are today
We cannot change the past
We just look for another way
Another way to escape
Another way out
Another way to hide
And suppress the fear and doubt
We are far apart
And in our different minds
Just remember I think of you
And all our treasures and finds
This world has thrown so much our way
And left us far behind.



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