Well I've been out walking I don't
do that much talking These days, these
days
These days I seem to think a lot about
the things that I forgot to do for you And
all the times I had the chance to
And I had a lover It's so hard to
risk another These days, these days
Now if I seem to be afraid to live
the life I have made in song It's just
that I've been losing so long
Well I'll keep on moving, moving on Things
are bound to be improving these days,
one of these days
These days I sit on corner stones And
count the time in quarter tones to ten,
my friend Don't confront me with my failures I
had not forgotten them
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