Hold on to the Magic of (im)mortality
As childhood friends we never knew fade to stardust
The echo of their melodies
dancing on a summer breeze
A reminiscent soundtrack of youth eternal
Fed by wild teenage dreams
You Might Think goodbye is just a word
Until it drags you to your knees
A one-way Ticket that crushes your heart
And steals your mind
Take Me Home, but Drive slow
And turn up the radio
A little more time
to remember
is Just What I Needed
*In loving memory of Eddie Money and Ric Ocasek
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