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Sixty four
A million words
What's left to write?
A million stars
Are out tonight
When hearts grow cold
Where are you?
I'm growing old
And so are you
Sixty four lines
Only a few about me
The way things were
The way they used to be
Before you and I moved
So far away
Just have one thing to ask you
Where are you today?
I said where are you...today?
Nothing new
Secrets you've learned to keep
I'm telling stories
Like walking down your street
We were alive
So fresh and new
I don't think I even know you anymore
Keep on writing, never stop
Keep on painting, never give up
You know you're good
I know it too
I have a painting
Made just by you
I have a painting
Saying everything about you
Everything
you couldnt say
Stays bottled up
There it will stay
For many years
Until one day
When you decide to write it down
And sixty four lines will forever be left behind
