Simple Times

Chorus:
These are simple times,
They are what we make 'em.
As-Salaam-Alaikum,
Peace and love.
These are simple times,
Days come as we take 'em,
We try not to break 'em.
Weeks and months.

These are simple times,
They are what we make 'em.
As-Salaam-Alaikum,
Peace and love.
These are simple times,
Days come as we take 'em,
We try not to break 'em.
Weeks and months.

Verse 1 [Harry]:
See in the old days,
People talked about the old days.
Follow it back and this pattern happens the whole way.
And these days,
Well it's those same records on replay,
So I'm off to have a word with the DJ.
As we say that life was a breeze,
And we as leaves, could just float in it,
Go with it.
Back then when things seemed so simple,
But memories affected by what is read,
And sown mixed with white lies,
You might find this whole thing is rose tinted.

It's complicated as we want to make it,
So in that respect not a lot has changed.
And there's always a fair amount to contemplate,
So I ain't concentrating on the cons today.
I got a way to see my baby niece's face on screen
Weeks before I met her.
Everyday it seems my grandma's iPad skills get better.
And I still write my girlfriend love letters,
But often it is quicker to text her.

Chorus [Chris]:
Simple times,
They are what we make 'em.
As-Salaam-Alaikum,
Peace and love.
These are simple times,
Days come as we take 'em,
We try not to break 'em.
Weeks and months.

These are simple times,
They are what we make 'em.
As-Salaam-Alaikum,
Peace and love.
These are simple times,
Days come as we take 'em,
We try not to break 'em.
Weeks and months.

Verse 2 [Harry]:
I'm talking simple,
Like baked bean tin with a wrinkle.
Focusing on things that bring dimples,
I think all the time,
But I'm trying to chill out a bit.
And trust my instinct to recognise the real from the counterfeit.

Simple, when head feels like flippers and pinballs
Focusing less on things set to bring stress and wrinkles,
If this head gets crinkled,
It's laughter lines.
So I'm off to play patball to pass the time,
It's so frustrating when papers sell based upon hate,
In this case it is doing my brain in.
It's complicated okay,
But today is not great,
So let's face it I'd rather be out there skating.

I want to lift the positive,
Or try find the bright times,
But some people just love complaining.
I have dedicated my life to try and make things feel right,
But I've learnt to discern between worthy and draining.

[Chris]
I've learnt to discern life giving from taking,
I've learnt to keep the main thing the main thing,
I've learnt that nothing good comes from faking,
So do it the hard way and dance as they sing:

Woah-oh-oh-oh,
Give me my simple times.

Woah-oh-oh-oh,
Give me my simple times.

Chorus:
These are simple times,
They are what we make 'em.
As-Salaam-Alaikum,
Peace and love.
These are simple times,
Days come as we take 'em,
We try not to break 'em.
Weeks and months.

These are simple times,
They are what we make 'em.
As-Salaam-Alaikum,
Peace and love.
These are simple times,
Days come as we take 'em,
We try not to break 'em.
Weeks and months.

Verse 3 [Harry]:
So it's four years, three countries, two attempts later,
And I've somehow ended up with the one,
So imma make it count.
Phone set to airplane mode,
When she's staying round,
Notification no need for notifications now.
This isn't something I expected,
But fate stepped in with someone my soul can connect with,
So when it's hard to work out where my head is,
Then this, helps me gain perspective.

'Cause one time I didn't reply to an email,
Nothing happened.
One time I said hi to a female,
Nothing happened.
Sometimes when you do stuff,
Stuff'll happen.
Sometimes when you do stuff nothing happens.

[Chris]
One time i left my phone at home,
Nothing happened.
One time I liked the wrong photo,
Nothing happened.
One time I deleted Facebook for a day to see what would happen,
Nobody noticed, nothing happened.
It's a true story.

[Harry]
The first time I picked up a pen,
Nothing happened.
The next day I tried it again,
Something happened.
You never really know in the end,
If stuff'll happen.
But you've got to at least make an attempt,
Or nothing happens.

Chorus:
These are simple times,
They are what we make 'em.
As-Salaam-Alaikum,
Peace and love.
These are simple times,
Days come as we take 'em,
We try not to break 'em.
Weeks and months.

These are simple times,
They are what we make 'em.
As-Salaam-Alaikum,
Peace and love.
These are simple times,
Days come as we take 'em,
We try not to break 'em.
Weeks and months.

And we sing:
Woah-oh-oh-oh,
Give me my simple times.

Woah-oh-oh-oh,
Give me my simple times.

Woah-oh-oh-oh,
Give me my simple times.

Woah-oh-oh-oh,
Give me my simple times.

Keep that going.

These are simple times,
They are what we make 'em.
As-Salaam-Alaikum,
Peace and love.
These are simple times,
Days come as we take 'em,
We try not to break 'em.
Weeks and months.

These are simple times,
They are what we make 'em.
As-Salaam-Alaikum,
Peace and love.
These are simple times,
Days come as we take 'em,
Give me my simple times.