we all grew up
we were blissful kids
climbing trees and
swimming seas
we all grew up
now we're
growing old
and
getting bold
and
we were reckless
and brave
but only in those
old days
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Drops of Light
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Old Days
we all grew up
we were blissful kids
climbing trees and
swimming seas
we all grew up
now we're
growing old
and
getting bold
and
we were reckless
and brave
but only in those
old days
