| Thirty years
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| They came and disappeared so fast
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| Who am I?
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| I’ve come this far I’d like to think I’m learning, learning at last
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| (I'd like to think I’m learning at last)
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| Another year closer to the grave
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| How the times have changed
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| I just wish they’d stay the same
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| But the hands of the clock can’t be tamed
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| So I will always sing
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| Those songs that I have always sung
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| And cherish memories that they bring
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| They forged the man that I have become
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| So I will always sing
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| Those songs that I have always sung
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| And cherish memories that they bring
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| They forged the man that I have become
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| I accept
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| We fade into oblivion
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| I accept
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| We fade into oblivion
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| So I will always sing
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| Those songs that I have always sung
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| And I’ll cherish memories that they bring
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| They forged the man that I have become
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| So I will always sing
|
| Those songs that I have always sung
|
| And cherish memories that they bring
|
| They forged the man that I have become
|
| Another year closer to the grave
|
| How the times have changed
|
| I just wish they’d stay the same
|
| But the hands of the clock can’t be tamed
|
| The hands of the clock can’t be tamed
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| The hands of the clock can’t be tamed
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| The hands of the clock can’t be tamed
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| The hands of the clock can’t be tamed |