Old friends keep crossing paths and i'm glad to see that they're still wishing it was the old days. But i'm wondering if we're all moving on, or thinking about what it would've been like if we stayed the same. One more night alone is the last thing that we need because everything else is way too temporary. So i'll meet you at the diner at 11 o'clock and we'll start to talk about the old days, because we both know we're not happy with the new ones. Keep holding on to everyone that makes us happy.
Wagon Wheel Cake
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