x[Verse 1]
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Whenever I get to feel this way,
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Try to find new words to say,
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I think about the bad old days
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We used to know.
[Verse 2]
Nights of winter turn me cold --
Fears of dying, getting old.
We ran the race and the race was won
By running slowly.
[Verse 3]
Could be soon well cease to sound,
Slowly upstairs, faster down.
Then to revisit stony grounds,
We used to know.
[Verse 4]
Remembering mornings, shillings spent,
Made no sense to leave the bed.
The bad old days they came and went
Giving way to fruitful years.
[Verse 5]
Saving up the birds in hand
While in the bush the others land.
Take what we can before the man
Says its time to go.
[Verse 6]
Each to his own way Ill go mine.
Best of luck in what you find.
But for your own sake remember times
We used to know.