Some Dusty Things - Ron Sexsmith

The world is a very small place

And before we know

We're back in our own space

Some dusty things to remind us all

Of our time on earth

How sweet and precious it was and how

We will never be the same

For love is a very small word

It's easy to say

But seldom is heard

Above the war that lives on and on

In the hearts of men

How sweet and precious it was but now

Can it ever be that way again

Have no fear

If we're nearing the end

We'll just drink to old friends

The world is a very hard place

When lost in a crowd

We search for a kind face

Some trusting soul to confide in

Arms we can hide into

Some sweet sad face from a passing train

We may never see again

La la la la la la la la la

La la la la la la la la la la

Some dusty things to remind us all

Of our time on earth

How sweet and precious it was and how

We will never be the same