Townes Van Zandt
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Time was like water,
But you were like wine
Sweet ocean, bruised and black
Bleeding the times
Time was like water but you were like wine
Sweet ocean, bruised, black, and bleeding the times
Yeah, time was like water but you were wine
I cant remember when you were mine
When I’m high when I’m low
When I don’t know if I should go
On days I try and fail
When life’s forlorn,my heart is torn
I will never say so long
