Monday, February 25, 2008

Sometimes

Sometimes you've just got to move on
No more magic memories
The well is dry from drawn

So you pack up your parts
Throw out quite a few
Lighten the load
You've got traveling to do

You'll miss the kiss
Of the sun filled sky
No beaches where I can lie

No more children
No ball park at noon
Time to move on
The life of the few

Old and gray
Time fades away
And so must all of you
The old need tending to















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