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Old, you've made me old

Wise beyond how wise I'd want a body

Cold, so young and cold

I lie to yawn, to cross and dot the note

I imitate, I trace your words

To better fake a better sorry

Sorry soul

But sorry, "Friends, they never scold"

We won't joke around

I won't visit when I'm in town

Listen, from here on

Here on out

I don't write about you now

Mend, you made amends

You've made a man

You make up men

Who break a bone to fix a heart

Paint it nice and call it art

While beauty breaks beneath the blues

You sang for you, I sang for you

And now I'm gone

A full day's drive

And I'm seeing you when you're out of sight

We won't joke around

I won't visit when I'm in town

Listen, from here on

Here on out

I don't write about you now

We won't joke around

I won't visit when I'm in town

Listen, from here on

Here on out

I don't write about you now