Listen, I can hear the call

Listen, I can hear the call
As I'm walking through the door
Did you ever dream we'd miss the mornings in the sun
The playgrounds and the streets
The bliss of slumber-land
Boy we're family, no matter what they say
But boys are meant to flee
And run away, one day

When the golden age is over
Oh the golden age is over
But the golden age is over
The golden age is over

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