You may wonder in your sweet age
If the words one day may move off the page
As they move off you
From the lyrics of that song you enjoy
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Will it ever be
Or is it a maybe
In a dream
No where to be seen
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But I’ll tell you
Don’t be so blue
You’ve gone too far
It was that one too many that left a scar
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And you may always know where to find me
Picking up the pieces to let you be
Never in a shade of grey
From the days that come prey
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So adios,
Till next times toast
From the pages of your memory
It’s always a grand ceremony
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