Wesley overdosed a year ago
Took his girl, Beth, with
Never showed up at the funeral
And it was years since we talked last
Now, they’re gone
But I’m still around… for now

Clara met somebody after me
Less allergic to the truth
Worked as a maid and moved far far away
I sent an unanswered letter or two
Now she’s gone
But I’m still around… for now

What became of my old actress friend
New York collapsed and she stopped writing
Some boats they pull away from the harbor
And end up swallowed by the horizon
Now, she’s gone
But I’m still around… for now
Tabitha married a farmer in Darien
Settled down and had a couple brats
Battled cancer and remission off and on
Until one Christmas back, we got the call
Now, she’s gone
But I’m still around… for now

One day all of your letters
Will return to you unanswered
I’ll lift anchor and try finding
The hungry mouth of that horizon
I’ll get gone
But you’ll stick around

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