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  Chris Smither

If I were young again I'd pay attentionTo that little known dimensionThe taste of endless timeIt's just like water, it runs right through our fingersThe flavor of it lingersLike a rich red wine In those days we were singleAnd we lived 'em one by oneAnd now we hardly see 'emThey don't walk, they runBut I've got plenty left I've set my sight onDon't wait up, leave the light onI'll be home soon I

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