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Born with nothing we crawl, into this world |
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Naked and frail, pale and alone |
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Searching for something, a place to call home |
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Endlessly seeking an answer, marching into the unknown |
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When we are only a memory, what then will be our legacy? |
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So they say the weight of the future, |
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rest heavily on our shoulders |
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Day by day we are all getting older, |
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day by day our lives are slipping away |
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Step by step we move forward, struggling on |
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We suffer and slave, and expire |
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Shedding our blood in the name of desire |
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Adding our bodies, one by one, to the funeral pyre |
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What will be left behind, when the hourglass runs dry? |
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So they say the weight of the future, |
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rest heavily on our shoulders |
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Day by day we are all getting older, |
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day by day our lives are slipping away |
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Piece by piece, we abandon our dreams |
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Giving in to blissful apathy |
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So we grasp at whatever we can, |
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feeling time as it slips through our hands |
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But our lives are built upon sanding, |
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always shifting, and we cannot hold on |
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But time is a river, washing away, every memory and trace |
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And all the we offer, all we have made, |
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will fade into nothing, til nothing remains |
