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via Wordcetera and written by I Wear Many Hats

When I was ten
I saw spaceships running through the sky
We flew them fast
We built them out of cardboard
And painted them with imaginary stars

When I was ten
I had a saber battle on the sea
You said en garde
We jumped on tire swings
And left the woodchips in the dust

I could use a bit of pretending
So can’t you come back
And we’ll play a happy ending

Years and years ago
We were lost, we were slow
We had plans, we had time
We found gold, we found grime
You and me, we were the team
So long ago, seems like a dream

Maybe it sounds condescending
But don’t you want to go back to pretending?