Oceans Away - Elton John

I hung out with the old folks, in the hope that I’d get wise.

I was trying to bridge the gap, between the great divide.

Hung on every recollection, in the theater of their eyes

Picking up on this and that, in the few that still survive.

Call em up Dust em off

Let em shine

The ones who hold onto the the ones, they had to leave behind

Those that flew, those that fell,

The ones that had to stay

Beneath a little wooden cross

Oceans away

They bend like trees in winter, these shuffling old gray lions

Though snow white start to gather, like the belt around Orion.

Just a touch of faded lightning, of the powerful design,

Of the generation gathered, for maybe the last time.

Call em up Dust em off

Let em shine

The ones who hold onto the the ones, they had to leave behind

Those that flew, those that fell,

The ones that had to stay

Beneath a little wooden cross

Oceans away

Oceans away where the green grass sways and the cool wind blows across the

shadow of their graves.

shoulder to shoulder, back in the day, sleeping bones to rest in Earth

Oceans away

Oceans away

Call em up Dust em off

Let em shine

The ones who hold onto the the ones, they had to leave behind

Those that flew, those that fell,

The ones that had to stay

Beneath a little wooden cross

Oceans away

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