those were the days
remember those summer tides
with the sea suspended above the sea’s glow
on brown legs and teenage banter
late into the evening the sun would not set
on a day that would not end
the crowded steps
the crowded beach
the last of the children streaming home
the girls and the boys the looks
the way of the suspended
oh yes i remember it well
as if yesterday
oh yes
she sang ‘those were the days my friend’
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