| Older chests reveal themselves
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| Like a crack in a wall
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| Starting small, and grow in time
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| And we (always) seem to need the help
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| Of someone else
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| To mend that shelf
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| (of) Too many books
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| Read me your favourite line
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| Papa went to other lands
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| And he found someone who understands
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| The ticking, and the western man’s need to cry
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| He came back the other day, yeah you know
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| Some things in life may change
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| And some things
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| They stay the same
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| Like time, there’s always time
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| On my mind
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| So pass me by, I’ll be fine
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| Just give me time
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| Older gents sit on the fence
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| With their cap in hand
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| Looking grand
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| They watch their city change
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| Children scream, or so it seems,
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| Louder than before
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| Out of doors, into stores with bigger names
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| Mama tried to wash their faces
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| But these kids they lost their graces
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| And daddy lost at the races too many times
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| She broke down the other day, yeah you know
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| Some things in life may change
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| But some things they stay the same
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| Like time, time, there’s always time
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| On my mind
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| So pass me by, I’ll be fine
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| Just give me time,
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| Time, there’s always time
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| On my mind
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| Pass me by, I’ll be fine
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| Just give me time |