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Time To Time

Silver moon
in the valley of vines.

Some private detective,
got me on his mind.

I did something wrong,
I can't remember what.

I know if he finds me,
he might speak later,
after he's shot.

Time, time...
In these wasted days.

It takes some
time to time, time.

Time,
to go our separate ways.

It takes some
time, time, time.

In these wicked years,
it takes some
time, time to time,
before we disappear.

I been running
back and forth
from Ladonia to Catuala.

If I had a quarter now,
I'd stop somewhere
and call you.

There's something happening.
I don't have the time
time to regret.

There's something happening
and it isn't over yet.

It takes some
time to time.

To go our separate ways.
It takes some time,
time, to time time.
In our wicked days.

It takes some time,
time time time.

As we watch
those years.

Takes some time,
time to time
before we disappear.

The moon looks larger
in this valley of vines.

Through a mist that's nice
I got you in my mind.

She said
she'd see me later
as we stood in the mist.

I sung it may be never,
this was our last kiss.

It takes some time,
time to time.

Before we go away.

It takes some time,
time to time
In these wicked days.

It takes some time, time ,
time to time.

Before we all decay.
It takes some
time to time.

Have a cigarette
and watch her sway.

-Will Dockery