The Good Days - There Will Be Fireworks

The pistons have grown silent

And my friends are long gone

Just who the hell do you think you are?

Have you ever built a thing?

This used to be my city

This used to be my town

Now everyone’s a stranger

Will hell mend you now?

This used to be my dear green place

This used to be mine

I remember music

I remember it was warm

And everyone was smiling

And spinning round and round

And she wore a white dress

The white ribbon in her her

Spinning as she pirouettes

I can’t remember her face

This used to be my dear green place

Well thank God for the good days