It's just a matter of time before our worlds fall apart or come to a crashing end, that or we will find that one thing that keeps us going, and live on forever.

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So was I good to you, the wife of my youth
Not another soul could love you
Like my rotten bones do
So I will wait on the edges in between
These New York streets
Where you and I would meet

“The Spirit of Jazz” — Gaslight Anthem