My old boy Keith again, I think that even though he has his troubles, he still gets it somewhere in his head. Now he wrote this song:
These Are The Days We Will Remember
My grandmomma was a wise ol' soul
Took me by the hand not long ago
Said "Son what's ya hurry?
Boy slow it down.
Taste the wild honey,
listen to the sound ofThe wind
that's blowin' through the trees,
River's flowin' to the sea.
Yeah they're all headin' home
just like you and me
Life's for livin' child,
can't you see that.
These are the days when we'll remember
These are the times that won't come again
The highest of flames becomes an ember
And you've got to live while you can.
These are the days that we'll remember.
These are the days that we'll remember.
These are the days that we'll remember.
These are the days that we'll remember
So take them by the hand
They're yours and mine
So take them by the hand
And live your life
Take them by the hand
Don't let them all fly by
Come onCome on now
Days go by
We stuck our hand out the window
Wavin' in the wind as the cars go by
Love,
Chatty Crone
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