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Times Change

Good Shoes
I've seen the photos of when you were young
and you used to smile and hold hands
but that just doesn’t happen much these days
and the photos fade and the hair turns grey
and the cracks turn into cavities and now you only sleep in separate beds
go your own way
with your head in your hands
I thought you’d understand
Times change so have you
and the photos fade and the hair turns grey
and the cracks turn into cavities and now you only sleep in separate beds
go your own way