The Good Old Days

(álbum: The Spiritual Dark Age - 2018)

The good old days
You find your feet but you're acting strange
You're cynical but you're bound to change some day

There's time to waste
There's a golden beam lights up their face
But you never stopped to appreciate it

So tell me now how it's possible that a single day seems so
Beautiful and you never know them till they're gone

The good old days
You forget the jokes but the laughs remain
You never slept but you dreamt you life away
I said your name
Just to feel it on my lips again
To see if it still felt the same

So tell me now how it's possible that a single day seems so
Beautiful and you never know them till they're gone

The good old days

I don't remember the times that we fought
Or how you tore my world apart

Just the good old days