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Instruments: Acoustic guitar & bass, piano, drums, church organ. Reflections on childhood. |
CD: Copy, Cut & Paste
Credits: Ned Danison |
Story Behind the Song
Reflections on childhood and putting things in the past.
Lyrics
The Way It Was
I was just now thinking back again
To our old house on Malta Ave.
Sights and smells and sounds come flooding back from the fountain
where all my thoughts begin
My father worked so hard to keep us afloat in our leaky boat
My mother worked so hard with so many kids, that's what she did way back then
Memories are seen through childish eyes
that couldn't see the whole picture
Right or wrong, those days are gone
No point regressing, second guessing things that weren't there
Now bygones are gone by; the way it was is the way it is
Even as sleeping dogs lie, the way it was is just the way, the way it is now
You carried me
Not because you had to
Because you wanted to
How can I thank you
My father worked so hard
The way it was is just the way it is
My mother worked so hard
The way it was is just the way, the way it is now
In your old age
Live the way you want to
Don't doubt what you believe
God knows you've earned it
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