Traces Of - Linda Draper

Hey old man

How have you been

I can see that life has

Not been kind to you

Even though you always held

The door open

For her

She went and left you all alone

With your seashell bones

And a lifetime supply

Of TV dinners

All that I

Can give to you

Besides this useless gratitude

Here's a plastic line to divide

Your junk food from mine

In exchange for the service

You've offered

Traces of ones you love

Linger in the air

This I know to be so

This I know to be so

Here today tomorrow

Going going gone

Here today tomorrow

Going going gone

Hey old man

How have you been

I can see that life has

Not been kind to you

Sometimes it's hard to tell

The wish from the well

With all of these pictures

Of before and after

Traces of ones you love

Linger in the air

This I know to be so

This I know to be so

Here today tomorrow

Going going gone

Here today tomorrow

Going going gone

Pushing my way through

The crowd of the lottery

Jackpot junkies everybody's

Losing like you knew

Everybody's losing

Losing

Losing at something now

Traces of ones you love

Linger in the air

This I know to be so

This I know to be so

Here today tomorrow

Going going gone

Here today tomorrow

Going going gone