like those ships...
we walked to the sea just my father and me.
And the dogs played around on the sand.
Dressed in gray, did he say, Hold my hand.
We're two ships that pass in the night.
...We both smile and we say it's alright.
We're still here.
It's just that we're out of sight.
Like those ships that pass in the night."
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