Days That Used To Be

People say don't rock the boat

Let things go their own way

Ideas that once seem so right

Now have gotten hard to say

I wish I could talk to you

You could talk to me

'Cause there's very few of us left

My friend

From the days that used to be

Seem like such a simple thing

To follow one's own dream

But possessions and concession

Are not often what they seem

They drag you down

And load you down

In disguise of security

But we never had

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 wanna go

With a seven year warranty

Or just another

Hundred thousand miles away

From days that used to be