Is that the old man walking in the dark? Is that the old man walking in the dark? Is that the old man walking in the dark? Is that the old man walking in the dark?
Take me home Where them broken brights Are shining down Make me feel alright
When we were young When we were young When we were young When we were young
Is that the old man walking in the dark? Is that the old man walking in the dark? Is that the old man walking in the dark? Is that the old man walking in the dark?
Shake them ? Let me lust tonight We'll grow young Make me feel alright
When we were young When we were young When we were young When we were young
Is that the old man walking in the dark? Is that the old man walking in the dark? Is that the old man walking in the dark? Is that the old man?
Some days her shape in the doorway Will speak to me A bird's wing on the window Sometimes I'll hear when she's sleeping Her fever dream A language on her face
I want your flowers like babies want God's love Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will come
Some days, like rain on the doorstep She'll cover me With grace in all she offers Sometimes I'd like just to ask her What honest words She can't afford to say, like
I want your flowers like babies want God's love Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will come
Beyond the ridge to the left, you asked me what I want Between the trees and cicadas singing around the pond "I spent an hour with you, should I want anything else?"
One grinning wink like the neon on a liquor store We were sixteen, maybe less, maybe a little more I walked home smiling, I finally had a story to tell
And though an autumn time lullaby Sang our newborn love to sleep My brother told me he saw you there In the woods one Christmas Eve, waiting
I met my wife at a party, when I drank too much My son is married and tells me we don't talk enough Call it predictable, yesterday my dream was of you
Beyond the ridge to the west, the sun had left the sky Between the trees and the pond, you put your hand in mine Said, "Time has bridled us both, but I remember you too"
And though an autumn time lullaby Sang our newborn love to sleep I dreamt I traveled and found you there In the woods one Christmas Eve, waiting
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