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We built small fires in the back of the yard
Smoke on our hands, and the night wasn't hard
We swore forever where the shadows fell thin
Never thought the years would be closing in
And it all moves fast, fading one by one
Friends I had, loves I've lost, places I've come from
Every step, every scar, every rising sun
Getting old is learning what you can't outrun
We sang loud songs in a borrowed car
Windows down, chasing some distant star
I still hear the voices when the night gets long
But the road kept moving, and the voices are gone
And it all moves fast, fading one by one
Friends I had, loves I've lost, places I've come from
Every step, every scar, every rising sun
Getting old is learning what you can't outrun
Some stay in the marrow, some just disappear
Some names I whisper, though no one hears
And I keep on carrying, heavy but kind
The weight of the people I've left behind
We built small fires just to see the glow
Didn't know the years were the ones to show
Still I keep the ember, though the flames are done
Getting old is learning what you can't outrun