In a perfect year, when the days were long
And we slept outside, when the night was wrong,
And you touch my tongue, and sing a song,
And your heart still sink, when you came and strong,
For uuuusss, it's a long time gone.
And a desperate day,
When the pouring rain, wash the makeup of, and you lots of play,
Say you booked the train, and you caught a train,
And when you got home, not a thing had changed,
And this story, it's all we still sing,
But the march is on.
For uuuusss it's a long time gone.
Embrace yourselves, for heroic tales,
To make something stick, we're the ones to break,
And the dreams outburst, and the dreams are shake,
And the dreams I watch, while you drift away,
And this story, it's all we still sing
But the march is on,
For uuuusss it's a long time gone.