As youths we used to talk at night Of the joys that life was going to bring our way And the failures of our forebears Were as clear to us as the cold light of day But now those days are dead and gone And the future that we had is now the past And it's cobwebs that we cling to Our aspirations turned to ashes in our hands
[01:21.23]As youths we used to talk at night [01:25.73]Of the joys that life was going to bring our way [01:29.92]And the failures of our forebears [01:33.87]Were as clear to us as the cold light of day [01:38.52]But now those days are dead and gone [01:42.97]And the future that we had is now the past [01:47.16]And it's cobwebs that we cling to [01:51.16]Our aspirations turned to ashes in our hands
