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Drifting apart, falling away. Daily story · 1 March, 2013
  • She loves the finer things
    Fashion suede and diamond rings
    He loves the simple way
    Church street blues cattle in the cane

    Maybe, we're drifting apart, we're falling away
    From who we were yesterday

    She talks of charities
    I mean the saddest of charities
    He talks of dying one day
    I mean the day will come anyway

    Maybe, we're drifting apart, we're falling away
    From who we were yesterday

    We're left here wondering
    Our kids are all grown, and we've never been
    More alone
    More alone
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