Water

Old scars lie open and permanence is fleeting

And tongues tasted water, you stood there breathing

Subtle are our ways say books published on our natures

Simple decisions to be made now and paid for later

So we grow apart

Friends become strangers

Strangers, they get old, fall apart

Getting older, yeahit's not real mature to exaggerate

Rings cast shadows and permanence is fleeting

Your tongue tasted water

You were breathing out and breathing in

So we grow apart

Friends become strangers

Strangers, they get old, fall apart

Getting older

Getting older

Getting older

You're getting older

What strangers your friends are