| Walter, remember when the world was young
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| And all the girls knew walter’s name?
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| Walter, isn’t it a shame the way our little world has changed?
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| Do you remember, walter, playing cricket in the thunder and the rain?
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| Do you remember, walter, smoking cigarettes behind your garden gate?
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| Yes, walter was my mate,
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| But walter, my old friend, where are you now?
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| Walter’s name.
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| Walter, isn’t it a shame the way our little world has changed?
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| Do you remember, walter, how we said we’d fight the world so we’d be free.
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| We’d save up all our money and we’d buy a boat and sail away to sea.
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| But it was not to be.
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| I knew you then but do i know you now?
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| Walter, you are just an echo of a world i knew so long ago
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| If you saw me now you wouldn’t even know my name.
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| I bet you’re fat and married and you’re always home in bed by half-past eight.
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| And if i talked about the old times you’d get bored and you’ll have nothing
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| more to say.
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| Yes people often change, but memories of people can remain. |