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"I Remember Everything About Our Time Together..."

Created August 2001

Out on the porch swing
Like some old painting
He seems like he don't move at all
And somewhere a bell rings
And he's just remembering
The last time that she ever called
He picks up the phone
And he says to the dialtone

It's still life without you
And I still hold on
What it feels like
You can't go by that
It's still life...
Still life without you

The chances were given
To get on with livin'
The truth is
That he never tried
And no one ever sees him
Most folks don't even
Remember which of them died
But he still denies it...
He closes his eyes and...

It's still life without you
And I still hold on
What it feels like
You can't go by that
It's still life...
Still life without you

Oh still life
Still life without you

Out on the porch swing
Like some old painting
He seems like
He don't move at all...

-Bryan White


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