Words and Music by Thom Carter. Copyright Self Released Records / Thom Carter 2024. All Rights Reserved.

Those Were the Days

On my way to school I shared an earphone with you
Listening to the music on a cassette tape
Those were the days

Now I am a fool
Fooling around with you
Watching all the harvest
Watching all the heart

Now I am outside

The glue comes unstuck on the wood and then things started

I am on my own enjoying my time
Right beside my home discovering my mind
I just want to be without responsibility
Just want to be

Don’t cut down the flowers and the trees
Don’t cut down the growing life in me
I am always worried that someone will cut down my gun.