Tytuł: IN THE LONG RUN

• Wykonawca: Cowboy Junkies
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She writes him a letter to see how he's doing
  She's stopped up for words on a pen she keeps chewing
  The light from the window flows through her graying hair
  The pen on the page is the proof that she still does care
  
  'Cause in the long run the story's told
  and in the long run the young grow very, very old
  
  He sits in the park in the dark by his favourite tree
  His mind is all lost in a haze of how things used to be
  She carried him so far but then had to let him go
  He wanted one more chance at least to let her know
  
  'Cause in the long run the heat grows cold
  and in the long run the young grow very, very old
  
  He doesn't do much now, just sits by the window light
  His hair is so long and his unshaven face so white
  His heart feels a part of the breeze that is blowing outside
  His eyes now see magic around him at most times
  
  'Cause in the long run the story's told
  and in the long run the young grow very, very old
  
  She walks in the morning, it's best before seven
  It's that time of day that seems closest to heaven
  She finds herself dancing and singing songs out loud
  Songs from her childhood suddenly come around
  
  'Cause in the long run the farm gets sold
  and in the long run the young grow very, very old
  
  He's ready to go now, he's done with his living
  He's gone where he's going, he gave what he's giving
  The thousand and one times, he (said?) before dinner
  The thousand and two times, (their lives?) growing thinner
  
  'Cause in the long run the story's told
  and in the long run the young grow very, very old