| This is it my dear old friend
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| Our paths it seems are at an end for now
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| Though in time we floated free
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| We’re are pulled by separate gravities to ground
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| But it’s clear in the way we part
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| With our hearts together but our hands apart
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| And it seems so hard to begin
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| Best friends we’ll always be
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| Though your road don’t follow me
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| I know our paths will cross again
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| Time has turned her face from me
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| And spin spirals fancy free I flew
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| With nothing but the dawn to see
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| And now I’ve got my memories of you
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| Well the road is windi' and road is hard
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| And there’s no telling just how far
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| Or how many letters I might send
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| One day you’ll walk with me
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| Against all probability
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| I know our paths with cross again
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| Time is like this fast freight train
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| You gotta ride, you can’t remain behind
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| And all your friends are on separate tracks
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| And some of them and some of them they won’t look back to find
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| The one place we all have known
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| The one place we can call a home
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| The place where each of us began
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| Sure as that day rolls around
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| When the road back home is finally found
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| I know our paths will cross again
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| Now my home is in a far off land
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| Where love and time have made their stand against me
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| And that’s probably where I’m gonna stay
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| It’s probably where they’ll marry me some day
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| But after all is come and gone
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| And after every songs been sung there
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| Comes a thought I won’t defend
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| Sure stones are left unturned
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| And on the streets where home fires burn
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| I know our paths will cross again |