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All songs words & music © Ed Pickford PRS/MCPS

Do you remember the forests of youth

Where we would lie with the sky for a roof

We sang old folk-songs while searching for truth

We only lived in the moment

Green velvet trees sprang way up to the sky

Birds on the breeze sang a sweet lullaby

Those are the days that will live til I die

Times in the verdant forever


We never talked about pensions those days

We lived our life in a deep purple haze

Blinded by the light in a bright crystal maze

We never talked about pensions those days

We walked through mountains in sweet scented air

Drinking from fountains with no thought of care

We were in tune & immune from despair

Destiny dancing before us

Memories are pathways that always renew

Spring never fades and the sweet morning dew

Clings to the vine as it whispers adieu

Days of the wine & the roses


Now in the woods as we lie on the grass

Fate is a journey etched deep in the glass

Ghosts at the gate wait and wave as we pass

Knowing adventure has ended

We were both young when we sat down to dine

Music was sung and we drank from the vine

Now that we’ve eaten up most of our time

We still have folk-songs & music


We Never Talked About Pensions Those Days