The Parable of the Rich Fool: True Fulfillment

Good Old Days

The Revivalists

Changes come, I watch them grow

In your eyes, an ancient glow

I caught a glimpse, a dangerous smile

Oh, my God, she's a wild child

I've been dreaming, I've been pushing through

I'm not the star of the story

I've been hurting, I've been missing you

I'm that special kind of lonely

These are the good old days, they're ahead and behind

These are the good old days, I have to keep that in mind

These are the good old days, they're ahead and behind

These are the good old days...

I came of age, tempting fate

Growing up, had to wait

In my dreams, I miss someone

Love is blind, deaf, and dumb

I've been dreaming, I've been pushing through

I'm not the star of the story

And I've been hurting, I've been missing you

I'm that special kind of lonely

These are the good old days, they're ahead and behind

Passing through, passing out

Dancing in the kitchen while the neighbors shout

Feeling up, getting down

Gotta show love while we're still around

So don't stop, just let it out

Don't quit, don't let me down

Don't stop, just let it out

Don't quit, don't let me down

'Cause I've been dreaming, I've been paying dues

I'm not one for the glory

And I've been falling, won't be landing soon

It's not the end of the story

These are the good old days, they're ahead and behind...