Some Dusty Things - Ron Sexsmith

Some Dusty Things - Ron Sexsmith
The world is a very small place
And before we know
We're back in our own space
Some dusty things to remind us all
Of our time on earth
How sweet and precious it was and how
We will never be the same
For love is a very small word
It's easy to say
But seldom is heard
Above the war that lives on and on
In the hearts of men
How sweet and precious it was but now
Can it ever be that way again
Have no fear
If we're nearing the end
We'll just drink to old friends
The world is a very hard place
When lost in a crowd
We search for a kind face
Some trusting soul to confide in
Arms we can hide into
Some sweet sad face from a passing train
We may never see again
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Some dusty things to remind us all
Of our time on earth
How sweet and precious it was and how
We will never be the same