| This precise time and right here
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| Are not going anywhere
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| I’ve had enough of new todays
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| For once I’d like to go another way
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| I speak my last words and then
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| Remember it may never end
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| All that I’ve won I have lost
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| Each passing moment cuts me off
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| Well I don’t like to waste a chance but they’re overflowing
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| What I don’t do will get done by somebody
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| When I was five I saw some plants ungrowing
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| Whether seen forwards or back, they keep going, keep going
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| If the seasons which change were all still
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| It’s so easy to see life would fail
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| Whatever slips out of our hands
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| Will find its way back to us once again
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| If the seasons which change were all still
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| It’s so easy to see life would fail
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| Whatever slips out of our hands
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| Will find its way back to us once again
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| Will find its way back to us once again
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| Find its way back to us once again, once again |