Going on down…
Old friends are on the downward slide
To land where they’d begun
And their dogs have gone before them
At the rate of five to one
And I don’t want to walk the walk
That takes me where they’re going
But if I run the other way
It doesn’t stop me knowing
That days ahead are numbered
And days behind crossed through
So I will stand and hold your hand
And talk the talk with you.
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