The world around us seems to change, but the magic lives on in new moments each day.
Faded dreams gone too soon, children sleep walk and dream at noon.
Drifting away deep in a haze, the sun sets as children play.
Riding along golden paths, the world ahead of them they shall have.
Down the boardwalk from pier to pier, memories fade year after year.
The sun still warms us deep inside, only a few us remember the rides.
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