| Oh we are fighters in our prime
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| And as I look to your corner from mine
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| They say the chasm is black and so terribly wide
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| But I believe that’s a trick of the eye
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| And there are mountains in your eyes
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| I suppose it should be no surprise
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| The war that you wage against smiling at your age
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| Is the only thing you said unwise
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| When you look like you do When you look like you do When you look like you do Oh come alive inside this light
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| Your journey on is my delight
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| I sense a feeling so strange as I’m watching you change
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| From a man into a portal knight
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| So play old man
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| Won’t you play?
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| I’ll sit by your side, if I may
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| And soak in your soul
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| While denying it so Contesting your claim
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| You’re nearly through
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| I don’t believe you
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| When you can do what you do I don’t believe you
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| Oh why don’t you just play? |