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When The Mind Skips

Forgetting is that thing we do  
It comes to mind then dries up
Like the sun does to morning dew
Just as quickly as it came, it fades too

Forgetting is that thing you do
Someone asks you to stop by the store
You agree, it is on the way
Two blocks past the store, oops

Forgetting is that thing I do
Where is my ginkgo and ginseng
I know it's here somewhere
Oh, this aging is starting to sting

Forgetting is that thing we do