Verse:
I will love floating close to the sky
You see
Swimming in the colors purify
Be free

Chorus :
I'm going for a walk, round and around without worries
About anything
Cause I know where I am going
Head in the cloud
I get up and I leave the ground

Verse:
Feel alive and dancing with the wind
Today
I would love my dreams to become real
To stay

Chorus : x2

Verse:
I’m going for a walk, round and around without worries
About anything
Cause I know where I going
Head in the cloud
I get up and I leave the ground

I look at the sun,
And I know it’s gonna be one of the days,
That takes me right back to when I was young,
Dreaming through the summer haze.

When nothing was scary, I could do anything.
Loving to cartwheel and dance in the rain,
Pulling up daisies to put in a chain,
Laughing for hours and rolling down hills,
Climbing the trees at the old farmer's mill.

These are the days I remember,
These are the days I miss,
When young and free was all I had to be,
And reality didn't exist.

Stuck on the train riding to work again,
Life on a one-way street,
My only escape is to pause and replay,
Like a memory played on repeat.

When nothing was scary, I could do anything.
Loving to cartwheel and dance in the rain,
Pulling up daisies to put in a chain,
Laughing for hours and rolling down hills,
Climbing the trees at the old farmer's mill.

These are the days I remember,
These are the days I miss,
When young and free was all I had to be,
And reality didn't exist.

Take me back to being young,
Take me back to being young,
Take me back to being young,
Take me back to being young.

All my trials Lord, Soon be over

Verse 1

I had a little book, it was given to me

And on every page, selles Liberty

All my trials Lord Soon be over

Verse 2

If religion was a thing that money could buy

The rich would live, and the poor would die

All my trials Lord Soon be over

Bridge

Too late my brothers, too late

But never mind.

All my trials Lord.

Soon be over

Verse 3

If Malcolm and Martin were living today

They’d look around, what would they say

All my trials Lord Soon be over

Bridge

Too late my brothers too late

But never mind

All my trials Lord Soon be over

All my trials Lord Soon be over

Traditional arranged by

Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau