Back In The Days Of Green Time

In the lime green of time, between childhood And youth, we climbed the hills, played in the fields, And at night we swam with the moon and stars. In the dark green of time we liked to roam The forests seeking endless adventures As the virgin sun poured out its fresh light And the slow summer months stretched out for what Seemed an eternity. Now time has left Us damaged and ragged, we no longer Feel the sweet, vital wine flow through our veins. We only know that we are growing oldm And former joys have been replaced by new fears.