or has it on him when he goes

so an old dreamer turns the pages out and we can walk a thousand days until old and you�ll be turning it all over and inside you�ve got tremors to hide, I know the memories of you life are a treasure mine and I want so achingly
to be there with it for it and watch it all turn to dust if it ever can let me carry your dreams on when you pass, let me walk, shoulders heavy with the memories of two men.

2003-12-31 | 12:28 p.m.
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