The Best of Times? - Garden City Movement

Love old, trust a few

To young to love

Just a few

Blurred nights blinded by the

Went down in the trash

Just never thought twice

Never thought twice

It was the best of times

Best of times

It was the worst of times

Worst of times

Bright wide empty crush

Weak golden times

Once I had all in my palm

And you were my sun

It was the best of times

Best of times

It was the worst of times

Worst of times