| One day the kids will have a clue
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| They can fill you in
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| Research would have taken hours
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| Walking backwards just to get
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| To your present
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| Where you might find common ground
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| All your old friends
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| Scared of the end
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| Maybe I’ll write a dissertation
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| Or keep it to myself
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| Seems it’s shorter every year
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| What we’re calling generations
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| It’s almost to the hour
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| Do you remember when?
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| Old man, stay quiet
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| It’s not your time
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| Way out I know, time to let go
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| Who said it lasts forever?
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| These words play on
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| Long since I’ve gone
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| It’s heavy on my soul
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| Last night I tried
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| For the last time
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| Way out I know, time to let go
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| Who said it lasts forever?
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| These words play on
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| Long since I’ve gone
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| It’s heavy on my soul |