Duncan Dhu
Miscellaneous
The Old School
He sees them coming, he sees them coming
And their eyes shine brighter
They go running, they go laughing
And he thinks it couldn't be
They come closer, he tells stories
That no one believes.
And he wonders why
In the old school,
He couldn't be in it
In the old school,
He couldn't be in it.
One more day at dusk
The bell rings, they leave
He says goodbye, smiling
Without stopping thinking
That tomorrow they will return
To make him remember
And he will wonder why
Why?.

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