It’s been life, too sepia All expenses, so much deeper Take a sip of old port wine Feel them out what you design Reminisce about what we’ve done And of what’s been what we’ve won Recall those party nights Where the highs were higher than high
Oh but come, come Who can match what we have done? No nostalgia Let’s redefine the past Oh, nostalgia Let’s redefine the past Let’s redefine the past now
Crackle up your gramophone Reel around romantic tones Sit back in your rocking chair Warm beneath your gloving(?) pair Take a sigh of deep content Tenderly our past is spent Subtle hints and blatant lies Exaggerate those high highs
Oh but come, come Who can match what we have done? No nostalgia Let’s redefine the past Oh, nostalgia Let’s redefine the past Let’s redefine the past now
But as the hours get older And your warm thoughts grow colder As mystic thoughts get bolder I know I’m far too sober, far too sober Sober, sober, sober
And now You find The time You haven’t slept You, you grasp at song That'll let you live in memories
Oh, nostalgia Let’s redefine the past Oh, nostalgia Let’s redefine the past Let’s redefine the past now
Rest around your open fire So warm and happily tired Slip out of your leather brogues Rest the blisters on your toes Drug over this aching sense Of painful present tense Talk as if pathetic highs Mean that we’ve had worthwhile lives
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