| The days of my past now are so far gone
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| The glory days when the battles were won
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| The walking down those hallowed halls
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| The laughing, the yelling, the ruling it all
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| As I close my eyes I can plainly see
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| The lunchroom tables and everybody
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| The jokes that were made, the fun that was had
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| And all the trouble we got being bad
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| But time, time can be so cruel
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| And play with your mind
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| And you wish harder for those days to find
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| Time can be so cruel
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| And play with your mind
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| And you wish harder for those days to find
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| Those days are gone forever!
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| Life rolls on even as we look back
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| To those days that were treasured
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| When fiction was fact
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| I get the chills when I stop and think
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| How much time can actually pass between each blink?
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| When I think of all the things that I did
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| I feel like now in my heart that I don’t even live
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| Can you feel the warmth as you stop and smile?
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| Doesn’t that call you back every once in a while?
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| While!
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| The days of my past now are so far gone
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| The glory days when the battles were won
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| The walking down those hallowed halls
|
| The laughing, the yelling, the ruling it all
|
| As I close my eyes I can plainly see
|
| The lunchroom tables and everybody
|
| The jokes that were made, the fun that was had
|
| And all the trouble we got being bad
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| But time, time can be so cruel
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| And play with your mind
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| And you wish harder for those days to find
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| Time can be so cruel
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| And play with your mind
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| And you wish harder for those days to find
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| Days Past!
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| My heart races back to the days of the past
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| In my mind I knew that it wouldn’t last
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| So much to miss, (So much to miss!), So much fun
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| I spend my days reliving thoughts of all that I’ve done |