Elvis left the building

We grew up, we grew old

The song ground to an


Almighty halt


We scrawled our names

On the wall, we were

Young and naive and


Believed in


An eternity which we

Were later to find

Never even really




But when time

Moves on, memories

They still live on


And on


And on, and so

I still smile

Through the

Grit, at the




We scrawled our

Names on, I still

Play our song


On repeat


And I kick off

My shoes and

Dance like we


Used to


Like Elvis had

Never really

Left the



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