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"Let's make it all New again."
I wanna breathe-in fresh air
Clean and that takes me back
to a time when everything was
new and yet unexperienced
down here
When skies were bluest and
wonderful and life was exciting
and full of mystery
Back to a day when we all ran
care-free and reviled in our
own immortality
When skipping stones and
walking our neighborhoods
blocks till the street-lights came
on was our daily agenda and
we didn't care about the call
to come in and eat dinner
When we didn't worry about
the villians because they were
all fictitious imaginings made-up
in our darkest imagery
And our minds were made of
great accomplishments and our
eyes were shining-bright with
wide-eyed wonder at the days
that lay before us
Clean and that takes me back
to a time when everything was
new and yet unexperienced
down here
When skies were bluest and
wonderful and life was exciting
and full of mystery
Back to a day when we all ran
care-free and reviled in our
own immortality
When skipping stones and
walking our neighborhoods
blocks till the street-lights came
on was our daily agenda and
we didn't care about the call
to come in and eat dinner
When we didn't worry about
the villians because they were
all fictitious imaginings made-up
in our darkest imagery
And our minds were made of
great accomplishments and our
eyes were shining-bright with
wide-eyed wonder at the days
that lay before us
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