Traces Of
Hey old man- How have you been?
I can see that life has not been kind to you
Even though you always held the door open for her
She went and left you all alone with your seashell bones
And a lifetime supply of TV dinners
All that I can give to you, besides this useless gratitude
Here's a plastic line to divide your junk food from mine
In exchange for the service you've offered
Traces of ones you love linger in the air
This I know to be so, this I know to be so
Here today; tomorrow going, going, gone
Here today; tomorrow going, going, gone
Hey old man- How have you been?
I can see that life has not been kind to you
Sometimes it's hard to tell the wish from the well
With all of these pictures of before and after
Traces of ones you love linger in the air
This I know to be so, this I know to be so
Here today; tomorrow going, going, gone
Here today; tomorrow going, going, gone
Pushing my way through the crowd of the lottery
Jackpot junkies; everybody's losing like you knew
Everybody's losing, losing, losing at something now
Traces of ones you love linger in the air
This I know to be so, this I know to be so
Here today; tomorrow going, going, gone
Here today; tomorrow going, going, gone
I can see that life has not been kind to you
Even though you always held the door open for her
She went and left you all alone with your seashell bones
And a lifetime supply of TV dinners
All that I can give to you, besides this useless gratitude
Here's a plastic line to divide your junk food from mine
In exchange for the service you've offered
Traces of ones you love linger in the air
This I know to be so, this I know to be so
Here today; tomorrow going, going, gone
Here today; tomorrow going, going, gone
Hey old man- How have you been?
I can see that life has not been kind to you
Sometimes it's hard to tell the wish from the well
With all of these pictures of before and after
Traces of ones you love linger in the air
This I know to be so, this I know to be so
Here today; tomorrow going, going, gone
Here today; tomorrow going, going, gone
Pushing my way through the crowd of the lottery
Jackpot junkies; everybody's losing like you knew
Everybody's losing, losing, losing at something now
Traces of ones you love linger in the air
This I know to be so, this I know to be so
Here today; tomorrow going, going, gone
Here today; tomorrow going, going, gone
Credits
Writer(s): Linda Draper
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