Texty: Kevin Max. Between The Fence And The Universe. To The Dearly Departed.

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Girl, you?re slipping right through my hands
And girl, you?re wondering which way to land
Oh, its not like it was before
There's a different key to the door

And even though we may be departing
We?re never alone
And even though you may feel discarded
Well you've got a home

Boy oh boy you look like you?re getting old
And boy oh boy never do as you are told (oh never did)
Oh don't you know that life ain't silver and gold
It?s bought and its sold

And even though we may be departing
We?re never alone
And even though we may feel discarded
Well we've got a home
And even though you may be downhearted
You?re never alone
And even though you may be departing
Well you've got a home...