I don't want to ride the milk train any more
I’ll go to bed at nine and waken with the dawn
And lunch at half past noon
Dinner prompt at five
The comfort of a few old friends long past their prime

Pass the tea and sympathy
For the good old days long gone
Lets drink a toast to those who most
Believe in what they've won
It's a long long time till morning
Lays waisted on the dawn
I'll not write another line
For my true love is gone

And when the guests have gone
I'll tidy up the room
I'll turn my covers down
And lay gazing at the moon
I'll pray to go quite mad
And live in times long past
When you and I were one
So very long ago

Pass the tea and sympathy
For the good old days long gone
Let's drink a toast to those who most
Believe in what they've won
It's a long long time till morning
Lays wasted on the dawn
I'll not write another line
For my true love is gone

And when I have no dreams
To give you any more
I’ll light a blazing fire
And wait within the door
And throw my life away
"I wonder why?" they will all say
And now I lay me down to sleep
Forever and a day

Pass the tea and sympathy
For the good old days are dead
Let's drink a toast to those who best
Survive the life they lead
It's a long long time till morning
So build your fires high
Now I lay me down to sleep
Forever by your side

why lay down in the past? run at the future, no? we can all lay down at the thought of being lonely. but the real fun is running at the idea of fighting for what you want. you only lose the battles you refuse to fight.