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The Press. (Cortland, N.Y.) 1972-1990, November 03, 1989, Image 8

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Time Will Tell Look to the sky, a smile on your face. Squint your eyes, feel the sun. Sense the glory and wish you were young. The twinkle in your eye, and the ftutterofyour heart. Right now we are separate, but we'll never be apart. I tllink it is you, and you think it is me. Only time will tell, if we were ever meant to be ... Together. James Fallon Tear it Down I saw you building your foundation today But something seemed out of place I went away it was. Then take second look. I saw I pondered sonte It still was not right, But all along you kept Never taking=···· e·.·.p back I wished you - .·. for that you n~~~(JlJ!!ear · To start oV~k at it from on'\\h• Please, Tear it down my friend. ~ .. :· . :- ·:?:. ;: .. ; .-:,,1.. ~,. ~1~~~~~~·~$·~~ ~ ~~J·~~\-·· ;i:'.\-.:~•;/~1. t' ·~ 'iii 1..;...Y· ~ Tb~ughts A house is a hom~ with members alone, Who hustle about in a danger zone. Unknowing, unfeeling, and unfair ••• Who an I to care'r You do your thing, I'll do mine ..• A shot of whiskey-or a glass of wine. You are you, and I am me, Whoever said we were meant to be. Time·goes on, the days are ftying, We sit home alone and wonder who's crying. James Fallon tf!l ECTIONS .. J c l f

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