Poplar Bluff High School - Bluff Yearbook (Poplar Bluff, MO)

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Bluff Co-£ Jit or i GOODBYE As the sun hides his head for another night’s rest, and the wind sings his same old song, And you on the edge, never close, never far, always there when I needed a friend. But it’s hard living life on this mem’ry-go-round, always up, always down, spinning round and round and round. And all this could be such a dream, so it seems, I was never much good at good-bye. There once was a time never far from my mind on a beach on the fourth of July. I remember the sand, how you held out your hand, and we touched for what seemed a lifetime. But it’s hard leaving all this behind me now, like a school boy so lost never found until now. And all this could be such a dream, so it seems, I was never much good at good-bye. And it’s hard living life on this mem’ry-go-round, always up, always down, spin- ning round and round and round. And all this could be such a dream, so it seems, I was never much good at good-bye. And all this could be such a dream, so it seems, I was never much good at good-bye. Good-bye. Goodbye. By: Night Ranger