Old man running, between the houses
Keeping one eye, steady on the hill.
They left all they had behind
But old memories stored deep in mind


Old man, sitting down,
By new waters
Keeping track
Of old orders

Living just like they did
But with one eye steady on the hills


No one will be there when they fall, or when the day is over
No one will be there when they fall, or when the day is over
Aaahh…
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Old man, running
In new landscapes
Getting closer
To old mistakes

Living just like they did
But now dancing in the hills

Aaahh…
No one will be there when they fall, or when the day is over
No one will be there when they fall, or when the day is over

Aaahh…