Lines Upon Your Face — Vertical Horizon

A small group of boys walk down the street Throwing a ball in the air One says to another Hey I'll always be your brother I'll always be your friend

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Do you remember When we thought we were immortal And the games we played always had a happy end But in the game of life all the roses wither And time writes its lines upon your face

Summer's here and three young men Drive through the town in the night air When fall comes they'll part again One turns to another and he says

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It's 3 A.M., he's been feeling lonely Work's been hard, and the city's hard too He picks up the phone, and halfway 'cross the country A brother listens to his blues He says

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Lift your voices loud and clearly Sing for brotherhood right now Lift your voices loud and clearly Sing for sisterhood right now

Sometimes I wish That we all were immortal And the game of life always had a happy end But I know it's not true, oh, time keeps passing But I'm just glad to spend my time With you With you

Lift your voices loud and clearly Sing for brotherhood right now Lift your voices loud and clearly Sing for sisterhood right now