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When we left each other the first time it was like the world was coming to an end.  Now we're all grown up, full of our own goals and our own worries, and the departure is met with just a half smile and words about the next destination in life.  I tell myself it doesn't hurt nearly as bad because I'm old enough not to care.  But its a lie.  One is never old enough not to care, never stoic enough not to cry inside as the little car rolls off forever with those familiar faces 

now you dream only in peaceful blue /

the morning doesn't even scare you /

anymore /

you are phoenix with your feathers just a little wet /

baby the ashes just look pretty on your eyes /

dry your wings in the sun /

you've only begun to understand /

when its time to move on /

there is no one to hold your hand /

so let go /

let go /

let go /

Deb Talan, Ashes on Your Eyes