| I’m here at the horizon between the future and the past
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| I’m lookin' through the things that fade to the things that really last
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| The road that I’ve been travelin' I would not trade for gold
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| It’s helped me choose the path between the new ways and the old
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| You can think about the music and the good times that we had
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| You can think about the way we felt when we had it really bad
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| But I can’t help feeling hopeful for all the future brings
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| When I think of joining one more time in the new songs that we’ll sing
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| One thousand years are over, and a thousand just begun
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| A man must stand and think about the things that he has done
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| And no matter what they tell you
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| It’s not as easy as it seems
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| To walk the line that lies between our memories and our dreams
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| Let me tell you one more story
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| Let me sing you one more song
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| Let’s raise a glass to all our friends who’ve come along
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| Let’s talk about the way we were and the way we’re yet to be
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| And when you’re walkin' towards tomorrow keep a weather eye for me
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| One thousand years are over, and a thousand just begun
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| A man must stand and think about the things that he has done
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| And no matter what they tell you
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| It’s never easy as it seems
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| To walk the line that lies between our memories and our dreams
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| To walk the line that lies between our memories and our dreams |