We stood next to each other
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Proudly smiling faces
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While we were receiving our graduation certificate from the professors
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The last day I guess we all stood together
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The last day we were a team
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Squadron, troop
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It looks like yesterday and how many years have passed
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In the shadow of not noticing quietly it just disappears
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All the connection between us
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Error or defect?
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The word friendship from the present goes to perfect
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We love each other
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But we don't really have each other
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Today we shave our film, there is no one of ours
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Were we young naive or did we already calculate then
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Some got hired
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Some graduated
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Some are still children today
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Some had children
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We all went our separate ways
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Some stopped by
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Some came - they arrived where they are now
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Some left their city
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We can't go back and we can
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When we changed paths like trains trains
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Once in a lifetime, the team breaks up abruptly
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I guess they call it growing up
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How much does it matter to us now…
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How much we have changed
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We are different today
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How many things divide and pamper us…
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How and when the change occurred
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They say I'm changing
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They say, "Come on, that's good!"
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They say everyone has been through it all
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And sometimes it's hard
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Yes it's hard…
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They say I'm not afraid
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They say but that doesn't comfort me
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Like, it's easy for them
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I'm raising the middle of the world - I'd rather stay a child
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When we meet something brings us back
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But what now that too many things have already changed
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So now you talk about something
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Find a common theme
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It became too difficult to talk about anything
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You remember the former class
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Faces, names
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But it's awful when you can't remember everyone's last name
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We rarely see each other, so the memory fades easily
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There is no trace of the school board and chalk anymore
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Everyone sits alone in life
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The class no longer binds us
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And surviving it today seems a lot harder
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Let's all get together once on graduation anniversary
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Time stands still and we are glad to see the ex-girlfriends again
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They are still beautiful
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We look the same only we are older
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We are calmer, more serious
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We're not as prone to pranks as we used to be
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It's as if we've become a little numb over the years
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They lost that sharpness
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They calmed down, fell in love
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They started thinking only of themselves
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Matured the day they started calling us "you"
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Everything has changed but I don't miss it now
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It's all just growing up
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They say I'm changing
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They say, "Come on, that's good!"
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They say everyone has been through it all
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And sometimes it's hard
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Yes it's hard…
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They say I'm not afraid
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They say but that doesn't comfort me
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Like, it's easy for them
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I'm raising the middle of the world - I'd rather stay a child |