Pint Sized Glass — текст песни (Cresous)

`Searchin` through the scrap book pages, how old we where at
different ages, lookin` at how we`ve all changed... the patterns
that have been re-arranged...photographs of childhood years..some
bring back smiles,some bring back tears..
look back at things as they where before...the future came knocking
on my door...

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These distant memories...buried under a thousand trees..you can`t
replace the forgotten still-frame..nothing`s changed everything`s
the same...life goes on and whats done is done..reminising our
long-lost fun...

If i could do it all again..i`d take a pad of paper and a ball-point
pen..consider all my old past ways..the present holds much brighter
days...
we`l all sit back and have many laughs...many stories told in
these photographs...findin` bits of wood for us to burn..instead
of being in school where we could learn..it seems like an illusion
gone so fast...these fantastic days we made them last..