Texty:
Lifetime Old Friend

Preklad: Život. Staré mailom.

Here she comes again my old friend emptiness faithfully by my side no dividing us it's funny how she comes around like clockwork when i hit the ground

I know how to, to get by I'm livin' for the night I've drawn all the curtains in this old house To keep the sun out and off of my face Friends stop

Korean War I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore, don't matter You know old trees they just grow stronger Old rivers grow wilder every day Old

you) I understand (I understand) I probably be just as crazy about you If you were my own man Maybe next lifetime (Maybe next lifetime) Possibly (Possibly) Until then old friend

that the wind, when it blows It is older than Rome and all of this sorrow See the new pyramids, down in old Manhattan From the roof of a friend's, I

his baby brother sleep Through the back door and baseball All the kids are waiting outside Old days come and go too soon Old friends, heroes, lifetimes

up to talk about all the little things that were in my mind You were a friend, you listened to all I dreamed of I wanted a real love, the good old

my life above the factory spill I looked down onto my life as the family disgrace Then all my friends on the starting line their wages off to chase Yes and all my friends