We all remember those days,
These secret mem'ries we keep,
Shed tears for golden plays,
For these lost times we weep,
The world was naught but a wonder,
A land filled with a beauty so deep,
Not yet torn asunder.
Life so filled with glory,
In every step
A story.
Colors and lights so bright!
No such thing as fright,
In every game a delight,
From a time now
Out of sight.
Minds so young and fun,
Always have to run,
Never one to shun,
For life has just begun!
Love for one and all,
Held in a heart so small!
Free from greed or hate,
That is one less weight,
Times half-remembered,
So peaceful it's almost
Absurd.
These are the mem'ries we keep,
And it is for them
We weep.
