Let's go back to that time,
When we felt young, free and fine.
When all that mattered was the here and the now,
People have forgotten that feeling, how?
Let's go back to that time,
When everything was sunny, bright and it shined!
With the music engulfing us,
There was absolutely no drama or fuss.
The excitement and the passion,
Lasted only for a fraction.
Lets go back to that time,
When the feeling of ecstasy and the high, were all mine.
When the artists and audience were one,
Each one became the other one's sun.
The trance and the atmosphere,
So captivating, one forgot all their fears.
Let go back to that time,
When all inhibitions were left behind.
No control and no power,
Individuals sprung and blossomed like flowers.
For it was that time of the year,
When everyone shifted to fifth gear.
Let's go back to that time,
When there was an absence of lines,
Oh! How for that time I pine.
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