| When I was a younger man
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| The viper world was in my hands
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| Everything seemed like it was for now
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| Open doorways that I’d find
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| Impressive heights for me to climb
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| And confident that I’d prevail somehow
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| All the pieces into place
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| The look of passion on my face
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| To take the chance to be part of a whole
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| With endless promise in front of me
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| On such a path to destiny
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| Whoever thought that I would lose control
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| If I were a smarter man
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| With better grip from helping hands
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| Would any of this differently unfold?
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| From up and down and left to right
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| I didn’t always have the sight
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| Did I end up so blind by being bold?
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| When true emotion has no end
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| Enemies made from my friends
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| When true intentions have all gone astray
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| When senseless pride prevents your mind
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| From knowing what to seek and find
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| As quickly fortune comes it goes away
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| Carrying the weight
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| Of a thousand memories
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| Drowning in the sea of yesterday
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| Trudging through the dark
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| Hoping to get back my time
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| To the very end of what remains
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| Now that I’m an older man
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| And life’s no longer in my hands
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| I sit and wonder where I’ll go from here
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| Abandoned by the ones I’ve known
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| I’ve harvested what I have sown
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| And feeling like the end is drawing near
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| So what will be my legacy?
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| What you’ll remember about me?
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| Was I a mark of honor or a fool?
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| And as the curtain starts to fall
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| I wonder was it worth it all
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| The ending of this story is so cruel
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| The story’s over
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| The happy ending was an illusion
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| It’s all behind me now
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| And nowhere left to go |