Do you remember way back when?
The time when we ruled the day?
We led the pack because we were
The pack and the only rule was to play.
The economy was our lemonade stands
And the highest we had to count
Were the fingers on our hands.
And our hair was stained by the sun,
Our legs would not refuse to run.
That was then, oh way back when,
Oh way back when.
Summer felt like a permanent pal,
A supervising friend never far,
But distant enough not to bar
Us from our fun.
And we were never ever done.
When my ides ran dry,
Your imagination would kick in and fly
Us to the moon and back all before
The clock struck noon.
Seize the day, hell, seize the hour.
We were blossoming into some kind
Of phenomenal flower.
I think we never bloomed...
We're going to put this to song lyrics. Nice work.
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