From the recording Playing In The Band

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And so we've reached the end of all our miles and days
We knew that this would come some way
Somehow - but when I think about it now
I stay

These threadbare memories, the scrapbooks and the scars
Are all that we have left to show tonight
But while we wait for light

It's not too late to say I've grown accustomed to an us
It's not too late to say that I will miss you when you're gone
And though I have no money, I'll be poorer when you leave
I can give up anything except a reason to believe

If you believe that a family can be made of more than blood
May we always travel down this road as something more than friends
To that sweet and distant land of eternal curtain calls
And applause that never ends

And so goodnight