(music r graber, words s macdonald)

Think about the earth and the sun and the moon

Tell me how we should react when they turn into your spittoon

You'd like to make as much as your age by twenty five

I'd like to make a lasting impression while i'm still alive



When you're gone



Time to take a serious look at what really counts

I won't judge people by sizes of bank accounts

It makes no sense when the working is so hard

Money is money is cash you can't send me a postcard



When you're gone



You somehow come you somehow go is there something more you need to know

No insight love or lasting pain but you know it isn't just some game and all this means

I know one thing this is this is happiness i guess and all i really know is this



When you're gone...


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