Now I can see,
We stand on the different side of the river,
You stand on one side,
And I stand on the other,
We can reach each other,
But not without drowning in the river.
We can talk,
We can signal,
But still, we will remain on different sides . . .
Nothing can change that,
No amount of money,
Face parts,
Rares,
Or anything valuable to Oldbies,
Will change that.
Only time can,
Soon enough,
We will stand on the same side,
Because slowly,
But progressively,
You can cross the river,
And I can help you out,
But for now,
We remain on different sides.
It will be a pain,
And it will be hard,
There's always the danger of drowning . . .
But I can help you out,
We can help each other.
But for now,
We stand on different sides of the river.
