If it were to be would it see does it say anything
Would it stay in the fold or wrinkle its noes
To find the cause it's been sold
One foot in front of the other is the way it goes
Driftwood would never stay and never go
It only flows with the flow
The trees only dance when the wind blows
The sun shines when the clouds go
Stare into the air of what is not even there
as memories take hold you watch the show
Of places and people so long ago
Stuck in time while the mind travels there
The first kiss the first wish the first time we did this
The last dance the last song the last one before it was gone
Days before nights hard we've learned from
A moment that made you smile makes it all worthwhile
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