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The Lives of Our DaysDad made sure we left that day by dawnwe crossed piney hills to a crystal pondwhere the wind, sang a hymn as I was baptizedfor so long I'd dreamt of that daysomehow I felt a piece of myself slip awaycos the day was done and the ruby sunhung low in the skiesbut each time a mountain breezesings a psalm through the treesI see my pa standing so proud in the pinesand I know there's more to days than timethough days will pass both slow and fastyet somehow they continuecos when they're gone their light lives onforever deep within youour mem'ries have breath cos the sun never setson the lives of our daysthe lives of our daysI worked a boat on the Mississipmy back sweated the river...my jeans were rippedI met a girl, with sunlight curls one day in New Orleanswe talked of life on the riversidesat on a pier sippin' beer in the fading lightthen the western sun saw us lay amongsome whisp'ring evergreensthough I wished that day wouldn't endthe hours came and went on the windbut here we are still in love somehowand in our kiss that day's remained till now days will pass both slow and fastyet somehow they continuecos when they're gone their light lives onforever deep within youour mem'ries have breath cos the sun never setson the lives of our daysthe lives of our daysnow we watch our boy running free n wildwe know he won't always be a childthough in our hearts he'll always be youngthe best thing we'll teach our growing sonis days will pass both slow and fastyet somehow they continuecos when they're gone their light lives onforever deep within youour mem'ries have breath cos the sun never setson the lives of our daysthe lives of our days(c)2005 Robert George