The Return to Innocence

Where does the time go?
I remember when these songs were new.

No sweeter sound.
This beat reminds me,
of how it used to be.
Just going with the flow,
no time to worry for tomorrow.
What was then was the only now.
The innocence blew through the air.
The calmness, the careless existence.
Not a thing to beware.
Just as soft silk feathers floating through the air.
I miss those days.
As I hear the song play,
on the radio again.
Lay your head upon my lap,
and listen,
and let us return to innocence.

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