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Life Gets In The Way
Distant memories call at night
when slumber holds me close
The voices of my child hood friends
the ones I loved the most
Sometimes I feel a need to call
but life gets in the way
I carry one with what I do
and this is where I stay
If I could travel back in time
I know I surely would
Somehow I chased a foolish dream
and lost all that I could
Its funny how we settle for
so little in this life
We give away our souls sometimes
the pain cuts like a knife
All Rights Reserved Jon Arno 2012
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