lost in ones delight

Turn down the noise

Turn down the light

Take me back to the good ole days..

Where ways made sense

A daydream wasn’t a trance

Your vision had reason-not just a hallucination..

an impractical idea

A fanciful thought

Was what one sought..

take me to the past

where the good things last

paint me a picture of long ago

days of yore once more..