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  People say don't rock the boat,

  Let things go their own way

  ( ) and what seemed so right

  Has gotten hard to say

  I wish that I could talk to you,

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And that you could talk to me

'Cos there's very few of us

  left my friend

  From the days that used to be

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It seemed like such an easy thing, to follow ones own dream

But possessions and concessions are not often what they seem

They drag you down, they load you down, in disguise of security

But we never used to make those deals

In the days that used to be

Talk to me, my long lost friend, tell me how you are

Are you happy with your circumstance, are you driving a new car?

Does it get you where you want to go, with a seven year warranty

Or another hundred thousand miles away

From the days that used to be