Melbourne, 1956

So we are now reconnecting
I saw ourselves, back then
I wonder what I’d change
If we could start it all over again

Sometimes I Iook back the way past
I wish we took a different path
We lost control as we were sliding down the hill

Regrets and empty glass
Fill it, forget the past
Some stories fall into oblivion
Some bad habits can’t be erased
We’re overtaking what should have been

Down the hill we slide
Eyes stay open, wide
We enjoy the ride