Cherry cola cascade down upon
Join me in all of these memories
Opal Fruits burst right back up inside of my mind again
When childhood was oh so simple
We’ve done it though, we’ve gone agonisingly full-circle
Hard to easy and back to hard again
A Sunday roast in my finest bow-tie
She coloured me in like a bee but I couldn’t help feel pristine either way
I wish we could go again
Hindsight is killing me, but what if I said we might get it all back
Stacked on top of another these generations are – pick the right one exactly and rewind like never before
Otherwise our own children will kill us

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