Texty: Portishead. Half Day Closing.

In the days, the golden days,
When everybody knew what they wanted
It ain't here today

Through the times of lasting love,
When parents talked of things tried and tested,
They don't feel the same.

Dreams and belief have gone,
Time, life itself goes on.

From beyond the shrinking skies,
Where money talks and leaves us hypnotized,
It don't pave the way.

Underneath the fading sun,
The silent sum of a businessman,
Has left us choking.

Dreams and belief have gone,
Time, life itself goes on.

In the days, the golden days,
When everybody knew what they wanted,
It ain't here today

Dreams and belief have gone,
Time, life itself goes on