| Last time to see this view
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| Last memory of you
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| Last time my tongue will have the taste
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| The final words I write
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| The final kiss good night
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| Given short shrift in my haste
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| Time moves slowly
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| Till we have none left
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| We all reach a point in life
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| When it takes more than it gives
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| But the tipping point is lost to most
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| In an instant it is gone
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| Though our time may still go on
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| Every memory becomes a ghost
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| Was that our last embrace?
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| Last time to see a face
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| Hear a voice or write a name
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| The final bottle bought
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| The final lesson taught
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| The final incident of fame
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| Time moves slowly
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| Till we have none left
|
| We all reach a point in life
|
| When it takes more than it gives
|
| But the tipping point is lost to most
|
| In an instant it is gone
|
| Though our time may still go on
|
| Every memory becomes a ghost
|
| Time moves slowly
|
| Till we have none left
|
| We all reach a point in life
|
| When it takes more than it gives
|
| But the tipping point is lost to most
|
| In an instant it is gone
|
| Though our time may still go on
|
| Every memory becomes a ghost |