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Friends, I will keep you like trophies in my heart,
To remember how loneliness was a faded dream, on 219th street.
We were more than just young, we were full of it.
And no-one could touch us, or take us in.
Watching the sunset from the roof,
we planned our next adventure.

I was nineteen and young,
thought I had it all figured out.
The world was our oyster,
and we dove in to get the pearl out.

Now we are swimming in memories.
How we wish we could go back.

I've got a sneaking suspision that
hindsight only favors good vision,
but i'm not one to complain,
when it's all i dream of.
We were more than just useless and stupid kids,
Music had moved us, we shook our fists
As we sang along, at the top of our lungs.

Now we are swimming in memories.
How we wish we could go back.
We hold the hopes that someday
We'll see the world again like that.

Like that, like that,
Like that, like that.

Now we are swimming in memories.
How we wish we could go back.
We hold the hopes that someday
We'll see the world again like that.

Like that, oh, like that,
Like that, yeah!