well the future is still in the making
and the die it is yet to be cast
but the present is ours for the taking
don't let us dwell on the past
oh we reminisce on those days of bliss
our first date and that first kiss
our pink and yellow studio
the clifftop retreat from the hullabulloo
remember those strange meals i cooked you
the parties on the balcony
all our youth and all our freedom
all our sweet curiosity
the evening sunbeams through the casement
the electric meter that drove us mad
the hot water bottle that warmed the bed
when the wind came knocking on the glass
the views out to the old harry rocks
the friends we made along the way
the ferry rides across the solent
the walks through fields to freshwater bay
well the future is still in the making
and the die it is yet to be cast
but the present is ours for the taking
don't let us dwell on the past
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