| When I was a young man I wasted my days
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| Dreaming of fortune and fame
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| Now as I look back, I can see the mistakes
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| It’s time to move on for I’m starting over
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| A kid starting out has much more of a chance
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| Than I ever had at his age
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| If only he’s willing to take what is his
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| Time to move on for I’m starting over.
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| Time knocks again and again at your door
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| Opportunities never return
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| Remember you only get back what you give
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| It’s time to move on for I’m starting over.]
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| Time, you have everything
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| Share it with me
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| Dark is the mystery
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| How silently the kestrel is flying.
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| He of the watchful eye
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| In careful pursuit
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| We the willing prey
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| Aware of the danger
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| Content with our fate.
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| Swift is the kestrel’s flight
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| Straight to the heart
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| Solved in a second’s pause
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| How short-lived our time here.
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| I envy the wild bird his freedom and space
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| His view of the world far below
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| My eyes are wide open to take in the view
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| It’s time to move on for I’m starting over
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| An experience entered can only be gained
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| It’s never forgotten or lost
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| We’re here for a purpose that few of us find
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| It’s time to move on for I’m starting over. |