| Leave me alone
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| Between my walls of stone
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| I would travel away from me
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| Trapped in a jar — can’t get free
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| Goodbye and don’t you ever follow
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| Another day goes by, a mist in grey so shallow
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| So safe in the youth
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| Grow older and get the bitter taste in your mouth
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| Life, oh life, where did you fly?
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| Were my dreams all set to high?
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| Life, oh life, where did you fly?
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| Were my dreams all set to high?
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| Light of the so treasured life
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| The curtain of youth will fall
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| And now enter this sleeping old hall
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| Where time is a carving sharp knife
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| For so long I’ve been awake
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| Hopefully death won’t forsake
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| And lay my wining body to sleep
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| A quire will cradle me deep
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| Life, oh life, where did you fly?
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| Were my dreams all set to high?
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| Life, oh life, where did you fly?
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| Were my dreams all set to high?
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| All set to high, all set to high? |