These days everything slips through my fingers
Slides of my palm as I linger
And she cuts the meat from the bones
And she saves the gold from the stones
These days everything I make is a mess
Try to think big but I come up with less
I can't cut the meat from the bones
I can't save the gold from the stones
I am just a beat of a drum
A love for a second
And then I am gone
I am just a single chord strung
A love for a second
And then I am gone
These days it's so easy for me to forget
That I promised myself I would never neglect
I could cut the meat from the bones
I could save the gold from the stones
I am just a beat of a drum
A love for a second
And then I am gone
I am just a single chord strung
A love for a second
And then I am gone
These days it's so easy for me to forget

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