She writes him a letter to see how he`s doing
She`s stopped up for words on a pen she keeps chewing
The light from the window flows through her graying hair
The pen on the page is the proof that she still does care
`Cause in the long run the story`s told
and in the long run the young grow very, very old
He sits in the park in the dark by his favourite tree
His mind is all lost in a haze of how things used to be
She carried him so far but then had to let him go
He wanted one more chance at least to let her know
`Cause in the long run the heat grows cold
and in the long run the young grow very, very old
He doesn`t do much now, just sits by the window light
His hair is so long and his unshaven face so white
His heart feels a part of the breeze that is blowing outside
His eyes now see magic around him at most times
`Cause in the long run the story`s told
and in the long run the young grow very, very old
She walks in the morning, it`s best before seven
It`s that time of day that seems closest to heaven
She finds herself dancing and singing songs out loud
Songs from her childhood suddenly come around
`Cause in the long run the farm gets sold
and in the long run the young grow very, very old
He`s ready to go now, he`s done with his living
He`s gone where he`s going, he gave what he`s giving
The thousand and one times, he (said?) before dinner
The thousand and two times, (their lives?) growing thinner
`Cause in the long run the story`s told
and in the long run the young grow very, very old
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