These Are The Days

My grandma was a wise old soul
Took me by the hand not long ago
Said, “Son, what’s your hurry, boy slow it down
Taste the wild honey, listen to the sound
Of the wind that’s blowing through the trees
Rivers flowing to the sea
Yeah they’re all heading home just like you and me
Life’s for living children, can’t you see?”

These are the days we will remember
These are the times that won’t come again
The highest of flames become an ember
And you got to live them while you can

These are the days we will remember
These are the days we will remember
These are the days we will remember
These are the days we will remember

So take them by the hand, they’re yours and mine
Take them by the hand and live your life
Take them by the hand don’t let them all fly by
Come on, Come on now

Ooo days go by
Yeah, just like a hand out the window waving in the wind as the cars go by
Days go by