All is oh so simple
No need to think too much
The time was never right
And the tide was too rough
Nevertheless we remember
The songs and the vibe
Even if those days are gone
Pure and immortal were the times
I rest my heart in the fact
That all is not lost
There is hope yet
For this cute and tragic cause
A thousand miles is nothing
Compared to such a loss
It’s just a few leaps and paces
From this seat to your cross
So if you could be so kind
As to blow a kiss my way
I could use a friendly sign
To chase the blues away
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