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May 2014
I don't know where our time goes
I just know that it does
I don't know where my friends may go
But they go with my love

When I sit back and close my eyes
I'm with them again
The times we had and the things we have done
They will always remain

Years pass by like the falling of leaves
Now I'm old and I'm gray
Though I lay in a hospital bed
That's not where I'm at today

I'm drinking beer out in the sun
On the warm riverbank
Laughing hard with my old friends
And thats where I'm gonna stay.
Jonathan Firmin
Written by
Jonathan Firmin  Boone, NC
(Boone, NC)   
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