Looking back at white and black Reminders of my past
Smoky bars and cheap guitars Bought nothing built to last
Nothing ever stays Nothing comes to mind
No one can erase The days we left behind
See the boys of Dungeon Lane Along the magazine
Some of feel But some for more
Nothing same No one needs to
days we
met Falkland Road a code
never spoken I stand by
The promise Will broken
Nothing ever comes to
one can The
the skylarks rise Above of war
Since knew they’d With me
Cos nothing the same And needs
No one to For days we behind
we behind