[00:30.98]I found it somehow strange even then
[00:33.98]How you`d go on about it
[00:38.61]You shared that vision again and again
[00:42.29]til I could see it too, my friend.
[00:46.16]Imagine us  you said All wrinkled bent and grey
[00:53.27]Three queer old codgers reflecting back
[00:57.20]To tangchao`s golden days
[01:00.82]Together forever more
[01:03.96]And I believed as you believed
[01:07.25]Together`s what we`d have in store
[01:14.24]
[01:38.45]Our grandkids fighting duels With drumstick swords
[01:43.19]Those were your words
[01:45.81]Guitars and basses slung across
[01:49.32]their backs As they climb cross stacks Of drums and amps
[01:56.99]While we old gramps We cry our joyful tears
[02:00.43]And drain a nostalgic class To those wonderful wonderful years
[02:08.16]Together we`d grow old
[02:11.16]Tell me why it won`t turn out exactly as you told
[02:18.49]Tell me why it`s grown so cold