good night Days, good old Days
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Since the day I swore I'd never come back, I've put my memories to rest
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ah knock on the Days, good old Days
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Though I've come to miss you, I regret that I had pretended to be strong
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Continuing up and down, I'll quietly drop by to see you, see you again
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When I go up that hill, I can see the scenery of the summer drive I loved so much
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The scent of the wind, the background music, all of it is in my memory, even now
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I ran up that hill, past the rusted "closed" [sign] and flew away
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good night Days, good old Days
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Since the day I swore I'd never come back, I've put my memories to rest
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ah knock on the Days, good old Days
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Though I've come to miss you, I regret that I had pretended to be strong
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If I'm standing here, I can see the dream I painted on a blue canvas, see you again
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The place where my desires are is actually called a battlefield, full of nothing but evil faces
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Objects like skyscrapers surround the trees, "It can't be helped" they laughed
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Is that town that flew by still a warm memory?
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good night Days, good old Days
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Since the day I swore I'd never come back, I've put my memories to rest
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ah knock on the Days, good old Days
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Though I've come to miss you, I regret that I had pretended to be strong
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Continuing up and down, I'll quietly drop by to see you
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I'm stuffing only my one desire into my bag
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I know that just that is enough
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It's becoming heavy, it's breaking
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But I can't let go of that day...
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good night Days, good old days
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Since the day I wanted to fly away, I promised to become stronger
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good night Days, good old Days
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Since the day I swore I'd never come back, I've put my memories to rest
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ah knock on the Days, good old Days
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Though I've come to miss you, I regret that I had pretended to be strong, but
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I'm climbing the hill again, so I'll paint my dream on a blue canvas, see you again
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Continuing up and down, I'll quietly drop by to see you, see you again
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