They walk through the cloudy night
The two of them, arm in arm
The night is warm
No jacket required
In and out of the streetlamps, slowly
They talk of some day long ago
When the children were young
And they piled into the Chrysler van
And sailed south to some ballfield
Those were simple days, they say
Yes. And these are good, too.
Yes, all of it is good.
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