| They say time is of the essence
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| They say time will always tell
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| I wasted time in constant panic
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| As the Rome around me fell
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| And each moment that is stolen
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| Gives another time to breathe
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| In a life of turning pages
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| With the bit between my teeth
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| CHORUS
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| From the cradle to the grave
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| I know I won’t be a slave
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| To the mistakes that I made
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| With the passion and the pace
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| And I won’t go til I’m ready
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| From the cradle to the grave
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| They say time is a great healer
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| They say time will not stand still
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| When I look outside the window
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| I see a sky stuck to a hill
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| And the moon looks down behind me
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| Like it’s seen it all before
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| For a thousand generations
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| That don’t live here any more
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| CHORUS
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| They say time will wait for no man
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| They say time is on my side
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| I could never make my mind up
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| As it all goes whizzing by
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| CHORUS REPEAT OUT |