lost in ones delight
Turn down the noise
Turn down the light
Take me back to the good ole days..
Where ways made sense
A daydream wasn’t a trance
Your vision had reason-not just a hallucination..
an impractical idea
A fanciful thought
Was what one sought..
take me to the past
where the good things last
paint me a picture of long ago
days of yore once more..
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