When I look back on the olden days
Albeit seen through a rose blossom haze
It occurs to me that it's a shame because
We didn't realise how great it was
At the time all the troubles and woe
Overshadowed the warmth and the glow
Of those days on a reliable track
But you only see this when you look back
Now in these days of turmoil and change
It's seems very hard to rearrange
Emotions into an orderly state
For thinking back to the days that were great
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