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And they grew old and sailed away, called you on phones from far away
Wrote you novels on postcards
And all you ever wanted was to see your children fly

It was just the other day
When the old man passed away
That I carried his belongings from the store

There was a bit of junk
But a battered army

skies
So far away
We often go
From tv screens and radio
Away to Mars, a great big view
Searching for my heart
And another you
Another you
A crimson

Smut

Tom Lehrer

That Was the Year That Was

1965

of freedom of pleasure, 
a right which is not guaranteed by the Constitution, unfortunately. 
Anyway, since people seem to be marching for their causes these

And I've finally got the pictures back that we took on vacation in May
Now I thought you'd like to see 'em so I brought them with me today
We got a postcard

And from city hall comes the wire that said simply boo'
Here comes the judge, here comes the judge, judge to judge

Well I think by now you know how leftists

Gone

The Head and the Heart

Let's Be Still

2013

But you were gone

These days roll sleepily by
I can hear the old trains cry
There will always be a moon
pulling me away from you
You're gone

lovers travel by night and never settle down
My only dope calypso
Was a tune that played all day
In love my Canada, in God we stay
Oh Canada don't leave me

Giant empty house filled with brand new machines
Collecting dust in the spaces between
Silver sports car, unread magazines
Empty postcards from

grew old and sailed away, called you on phones from far away
Wrote you novels on postcards
And all you ever wanted was to see your children fly
Maybe

scarred
Idarat altawahish decapitations on postcards
The occupier left behind all forms of stigma
Insidious settlement of the mind
Is more malignant
From

What It Ain't

Josh Turner

Long Black Train

2003

ain't showing up for dinner,
With a rose and Chardonnay,
Then drinkin by yourself.
It ain't a postcard from Hawaii,
Sayin': "We can still be friends,

Joe

Scott Walker

'Til the Band Comes In

1970

To think with no goodbye
He could have gone
A postcard from Sun City
Was found layin' by your side
A kind of desert place
Where old folks dry away
You

done doing my thing
With my seat relaxing

And on the day I die
I can say I tried to save my tribe
Please don't cry
Away I fly where I can play by my

writing you from Tucson
On a postcard that I found
And I feel this weight of love I'm bound
To bear
Cause you taught me how to talk
And even moreso how

now I think about you all day
Sitting up on Mars
And I just think about you all day
Maybe you can stop and see me
If you're passing by this way
Up

Stuck in an ice cube
Watchin' the days go by

Frozen retro static

Lacin' my mind

Cabin fever just hit, post-trip

Another first class ticket

cause I'm

raps weigh more than music
The more I write, the better I do it
And right now my stock is up
I do me from day one, huh
My nigga you know where it hit

And they tell me all these stories
And in every outcome I found success from my journey
Only way I'm giving up is by leaving in a gurney

Thought the clouds

And wishing that one day you would appear
From out of the blue
By the light of the railroad I am coming
home to you
By the light of the railroad I will bring it

the manipulation
We ain't buddy buddy: badge set to arresting
Cold day in hell I'm a copper: that's dumb mayham
Blow her back out till I'm brick off a spray can
You

I don't know where I am right now
But I know that I can't come down
From where I am, where I am right now
I'm on a trip, a trip out of town

I don't

Yo
Yo
One day I was approached by a prophet
He told me one day
Ima' have a lot of doe in my pocket
I'm in a Hyundai driving 80 miles an hour with no

lines since birth
What the kremlin said in Russian words
The best rapper from the year 1994 for sure
Established in his gen yeah he about win
Try and end