I don`t drink as much as I used to
yet lately it just ain`t my style
and hard times don`t last like they used to
they pass quicker like when I was a child
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And somehow i`ve learned how to listen
to a sound like a sun goin down
the magic the morning is bringing home
a song for a life i have found
it keeps my feet on the ground
the mid summer days sit so heavy
but don`t they blow like a breeze three or mile
when nothing appears in a hurry
to make up for someone`s lost time