If I could hold on to just one thought
For long enough to know
Why my mind is moving so fast
And the conversation is slow
Burn off all the fog
And let the sun through to the snow
Let me see your face again
Before I have to go

I have seen you in the movies
And in those magazines at night
I saw you on the bar stool
When you held that glass so tight
And I saw you in my nightmares
But I'll see you in my dreams
And I might live a thousand years
Before I know what that means

Once there was a friend of mine
Who died a thousand deaths
His life was filled with parasites
And countless idle threats
He trusted in a woman
And on her he made his bets
Once there was a friend of mine
Who died a thousand deaths

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Writer(s): Neil Young