| Walter and John were friends for years
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| After meeting at first at seven years old
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| And Walter and John built tents in the garden
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| And it was more fun if the weather was cold
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| But they never slept, not even a wink
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| You say, well, what was the point?
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| Well, what do you think?
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| And Walter and John were as close as can be
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| As close in the soul as my brother and me
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| And late in their teens they went hand in hand
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| Skipping into the sea on some far distant strand
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| Walter and John broke new ground together
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| Experienced things that bound them together
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| Walter and John broke new ground together
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| Experienced things that bound them together
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| But late in their teens they drifted part
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| Although Walter held John still close to his heart
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| And Walter watched John getting on in the world
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| And he felt his heart swell like a sail unfurled
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| And after a while they met up once again
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| And Walter looked forward to a talk with his friend
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| Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
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| For John’s heart was cold and he didn’t even try
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| What a terrible crime, a terrible crime
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| John’s heart was cold and he didn’t even try
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| What a terrible crime, a terrible crime
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| Walter and John broke new ground together
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| Experienced things that bound them together
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| Walter and John broke new ground together
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| Experienced things that bound them together
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| Walter and John
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| Walter and John
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| You and me |