Eliza Rhinelander

Lyrics

I want to drink shirley temples
I want to make daisy chains
I want to dance only for the sake of dancing
Just like I did in the good old days

I want to swing on a swingset
I want to sell lemonade
I want to fall asleep to music from the kitchen
Just like I did in the good old days

Back then, things were growing
Now they just decay
Earth’s a rotten apple
I miss the good old days

I want to sail on the ocean
I want to win second place
I want to hide from the monsters under my bed
Just like I did in good old days

Back then, I saw the future
Now it’s just a haze
Earth’s a magic 8 ball
I miss the good old days

But I guess I’m simplifying
Forgetting droughts and rain
I guess it’s only hindsight
That makes them good old days

So I’ll try to remember
I don’t have long to wait
Before these days of sorrow
Become the good old days

Someday these days of sorrow
Will be the good old days