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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