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Brighter Days

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Reflections on a relationship.
I hear the words but they don't sink in.
My mind can't hold what you're saying.
Feeling the years, I'm holding back tears.
You're putting a voice to my worst fears.
Days used to be brighter and we could laugh at time.
Years have gone, we're getting on, being old's a crime.

Life burns out in a smoky haze,
It gets shorter as the memories fade.
One door closes, another one shuts,
Banalities fall like cigarette butts.

We'll look back and recall this day,
Nothing left but a worn cliché.
Pretending that there's no regrets,
We'll be lying, you don't forget.
Days used to be brighter and we could laugh at time.
Years have gone, we're getting on, being old's a crime.
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