Playfield Lyrics
Old friends
Have stayed friends
Yet those who are rotten
Have forgotten what,
Or better yet who,
Friends really are.
A day of vibrant colours;
Though familiar in everyday
Are pleasant to take in.
So under the shade of tree,
The young women can see
Boys playing ball
All throughout summer
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Until fall
And amongst them was me.
He admires these moments
Yet does he feel his best? No.
Even if the clouds are high
And the willow tree so low.