I Remember the Days کے بول

I remember the days when we were broke, without a dime When we were happy, busy bying time Saving up for tomorrow, we were building a dream Consuming what I leaned on, what I'd seen Sometimes muses fade and so it seems I'm broke once again I've lost too much I can't give up now Now I'm licking the dirt off someone else's worn-out shoe But soon you'll kiss my feet and I'll spit back at you Still I remember the days when we were soft, taking it in The scent of pine, waiting at Lover's Inn Sometimes muses fade or turn into cream, it's now I've got to roll, I've got to sing It sings to me, it keeps me up, It's pure But still I wait at Lover's Inn tonight