Shovels and Rope

Good Old Days
I been lookin' for a feeling I can't find There's no barren wasteland like the back of my mind Maybe it's just that I never really made the time Maybe it's selfish of me to feel like I'm always bein' robbed of mine Oh, oh Tell me the one about the lion in the cage I'll sing you something from the good old days My hair had been turned a clean white beige It's my solemn review I hate myself a little more each day I hate my fingers for the way they play I hate I can't think of the words I wanna say And I hate just as I think of them, you're already walking away Hey, hey Tell me the one about the lion in the cage I'll sing you something from the good old days My hair had been turned a clean white beige It's my solemn review I don't even know what I'm trying to say I wish that you could see her, I wish you coulda stayed Now you've been reborn, I'm still a mouse in a maze And I sing it out to you SongtexteLet a little time go by Let old dogs lie Try, try Try Tell me the one about the lion in the cage I'll sing you something from the good old days My hair had been turned a clean white beige It's my solemn review I don't even know what I'm trying to say I wish that you could see her, I wish you coulda stayed Now you've been reborn, I'm still a mouse in a maze And I sing it out to you Aus Songtexte Mania