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Album: Little Grey House
He said, Do you ever feel you're getting old
sitting here half asleep sometimes?
& he put his head down
scratched the top of his ear
Said, It's easier just to stay here
That way nobody gets hurt
Smiled half-way through me
He said sometimes he sees himself in dreams
running down the highway
Nothing changes, all the same old
blurred out fields & miles of grain
You mean a lot to me, I think you know
But there has got to be another road
He said, Do you ever feel you're getting old
something fraying like a kite string?
Something tired of pretending
Something breaking, something mending
& he went away that day
Smiled half-way through me
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