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Like ghosts we both appearIn this polaroid I'll treasure through the yearsFull of promise and of smilesWe are happily quite ignorant of painAnd oh, how life can quickly changeYou can't predict the rainOr second-guess the starsTo find some method in the madOr some goodness in the bad menThat now and then block our wayAnd as ghosts we'll disappear againBack into photographs They'll scatter through the yearsAnd friends assumed we'd moved awayNo, we're just hibernatingAnd oh, how life so quickly changedYou can't predict the rainOr second-guess the starsNo, to find some method in the madJust some goodness in the bad menThat now and then block our way From Letras Mania