Oh the glory of former days, of those times engraved in my mind.
Oh the thoughts of people I loved, I shall not leave behind.
Worlds of colors, times of wonders, dusty roads I tread,
Why didn't I realize beauty of the moment in the tangled up thoughts of my head?
When the storms didn't blow, when the ocean was calm, when the sky was the color of gold,
When I thought diamonds grew on trees, when my friends were the fairies, when I had not yet grown old.
Oh was the time of knowing naught, wanting naught, feeling naught,
When I stood tall with no shame at all, I rose to the very top.
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Worlds of colors, times of wonders, dusty roads I tread,
Why didn't I realize beauty of the moment in the tangled up thoughts of my head?
When the storms didn't blow, when the ocean was calm, when the sky was the color of gold,
When I thought diamonds grew on trees, when my friends were the fairies, when I had not yet grown old.
Oh was the time of knowing naught, wanting naught, feeling naught,
When I stood tall with no shame at all, I rose to the very top.
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