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.Where'd The days gO? When All we did was play
And The Stress That we're Under wasn't Stress at All
Just a run And a jump intO a harmless Fall frOm
Walking by a high-rise To a Landmark Square
You See milliOns of peOple with millions Of cares
And I struggle To The train tO make my way home
I Look at The people As They sit There alone
Life is gOod, and the Sun is shining
Everybody flirts to their ideal place
And the children all smile as a bOat shuffled By them
Trying to pretend that they've got Some space
- PaOlo Nutini -