| The warming sun, the cooling rain
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| The snowflake drifting on the breath of the breeze
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| The lightning bolt that clears the sky for you
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| Yet only eagles seem to pass on through
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| The words of love, the cries of hate
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| And the man in the moon who seduced you
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| Then finally loosed you
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| You climbed upon a burning rope to escape the mob below
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| But you had put the flaming out so that others could now follow
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| To be out of the bounds and the barks of those who do not wish you well
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| You must blaze a trail of your own, unknown, alone
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| But keep in mind
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| Don’t live today for tomorrow like you were immortal
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| The only survivors on this world of ours are
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| The warming sun, the cooling rain
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| The snowflake drifting on the breath of the breeze
|
| The lightning bolt that clears the sky for you
|
| Yet only eagles seem to pass on through
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| The words of love, the cries of hate
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| And the man in the moon who seduced you
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| Then finally loosed you
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| You’re old and disillusioned now as you realise at least
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| That all you have accomplished here will have soon all turned to dust
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| You dream of a future after life, well that’s as maybe, I don’t know
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| But you can’t take what you left behind, you’re all alone
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| So keep in mind
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| Don’t live today for tomorrow like you were immortal
|
| The only survivors on this world of ours are
|
| The warming sun, the cooling rain
|
| The snowflake drifting on the breath of the breeze
|
| The lightning bolt that clears the sky for you
|
| Yet only eagles seem to pass on through
|
| The words of love, the cries of hate
|
| And the man in the moon who seduced you
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| Then finally loosed you |