Story Behind The Song

Real experience of one of the co-writers (Jason) when a teenagaer & hanging out in the attic of a friend's parents mansion, playing music.

Song Description

Great times spent with a friend in teenage years.

Lyrics

Verse 1
Down on York Avenue
The Autumn leaves sweeping right along
Neighbours without a care
Indoors today with their TV on

Verse 2
Big mansion on a hill
Stories of ghosts and those spirits long gone
Imitation Les Paul
An old jazz drum kit on our weekends till dawn

Chorus
These days
Will never compare my friend
Those days
Will stay with us to the end
I raise
My glass to a time that?s long gone
The haze
Of time won?t dull from what was strong

Verse 3
Forgotten attic space
The perfect place, teenagers earn their stripes
Playing on my first chord
Under the hot buzzing flouro lights

Verse 4
Down on York Avenue
Where the winter sun makes itself known
Buddy and I hanging out
Nowhere to be, only places to go

Chorus
These days
Will never compare my friend
Those days
Will stay with us to the end
I raise
My glass to a time that?s long gone
The haze
Of time won?t dull from what was strong
Strong

Chorus
These days
Will never compare my friend
Those days
Will stay with us to the end
I raise
My glass to a time that?s long gone
The haze
Of time won?t dull from wh