Friday, August 21, 2009

The New Days

Should we talk?
Should we sit down and talk it out?
Or should we walk around silently?
Would the silence say more
Than any words that could ever flow through our teeth?
Let me say this: I missed you
I missed you

The old days, the good times
They all come flying back to me
Why did they ever end?
Tension, hostility
It all seems a bit sill to me now
Welcome to the new days

I remember
Painfully, I can remember how we said goodbye
Very bitter, very cold
We were so young, but so very old
The arguments got so stupid, and so very old
I say "truce", let's me and you
Be friends again, friends again

The old days, the good times
They all come flying back to me
Why did they ever end?
Tension, hostility
It all seems a bit sill to me now
Welcome to the new days

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