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We are young we have
years ahead maybe
we might fall in love
or fall apart
fall apart
Before it ends well we
should try to start
So I’ll go
But I’m telling you I don’t
want to go
I could be stuck here and happy
There’s a puzzle I
work on endlessly
and I’ve got all the sides and all the corners
But there’s a space
Oh there’s a space
Lost some pieces I
can’t replace
So I’ll be
But I’m telling you I don’t
want to be
Just a wasted puzzle piece
We are old and our son
took the dog away
and fair enough guess we’re
tired all the time
all the time
and you know dogs they need
ample time outside
So I’ll stay
But I’m telling you I don’t
want to stay
So I’ll brace myself against the wall
and hope to God that I don’t fall
My bones are worn my hip won’t hold
I used to be so young
How did I get so old
Won’t you take my cane and hold my hand
You’re holding on to all I have
just a basket full of memories
and I am loosing more each day it seems
but if I can make it to the street
I’ll steal a car or a bike
whatever there is to steal
and it might get cold I just don’t care
I’m going till I’m getting there
I’ll ride my steed all through this town
till I…
have looked
till I have found
Your peaceful memory
Won’t you return to me
Won’t you return to me