[v.AI.A.2026.0622R] [Verse 1] We sat in the dirt, where those benches are now, They weren't there then, just dirt and shade. You said not to make a big thing of it, But that's not what I saw when you turned your face. [Chorus] It’s been slipping, slipping, slipping. I can’t hold any of it still. It’s been slipping, slipping, slipping. And no one else seems to care like I will. [Verse 2] They pulled out the fence posts last summer. I tried not to watch, stood by the car. You joked about how long they stayed standing, but you didn’t look sure, not even by far. [Chorus] It’s been slipping, slipping, slipping. I can’t hold any of it still. It’s been slipping, slipping, slipping. And no one else seems to care like I will. [Bridge] They planted fast trees where my dad parked his truck. No one says what they’re calling this place now. [Final Chorus] It’s been slipping, slipping, slipping. I can’t hold any of it still. It’s been slipping, slipping, slipping. And no one else seems to care like I will.
