Slipping away

The trees go by, the road it turns
The mountains lie, and the sun it burns
There were trees here once before, when I was young
And I said I’m slipping away, I’m slipping away
Please somebody grab me
I’m slipping away
The days go by and the children leave
The skies don’t hold you, you don’t believe
You cant stop yourself from slipping, slipping away

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