[00:01.29]Whenever I get to feel this way
[00:05.12]Hard to find new words to say
[00:09.52]I think about the bad old days
[00:14.68]We used to know
[00:18.30]Nights of winter turn me cold
[00:22.38]Fears of dying, getting old
[00:26.66]We ran the race, the race was won
[00:31.84]By running slowly
[00:35.73]Could be soon we'll cease to sound
[00:39.51]Slowly upstairs, faster down
[00:44.01]Then to revisit stony grounds
[00:49.15]We used to know
[00:52.47]With every morning shilling spent
[00:56.76]Made no sense to leave the bed
[01:00.79]The bad old days, they came and went
[01:05.95]Giving way to fruitful years
[02:16.68]Saving up the birds in hand
[02:20.81]While in the bush the others land
[02:24.94]Take what we can before the man
[02:29.91]Says it's time to go
[02:33.27]Each to his own way, I'll go mine
[02:37.16]Best of luck with what you find
[02:41.34]But for your own sake remember times
[02:46.67]We used to know