| Seems that in the end
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| You say goodbye to all your friends
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| And all your thoughts and memories will fade away
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| When I’m old and grey I hope i’m not the last to stay
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| My mind can’t carry all the way without a break
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| And in this blessed life I hope I love more than I fight
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| And show some kindness to this world every day
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| And in this test of time I hope this path I choose is right
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| And all my flaws and memories become my strength
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| So much pressure in perfecting perfection
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| Just suggestions to eliminate dejection
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| We won’t lose control
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| In an age of material possession
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| Out of faith with the overall intentions
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| They can’t rule us all
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| Cause right now is our time
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| Free the haste on the days left behind
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| Don’t play back or rewind
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| Moving forward is the way to a new life
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| To balance the straight line
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| I’ll look back on the ones left behind
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| And right then i’ll be fine
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| Such an honor to have known them in life, in life
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| Well to have known them in life, in life, in life
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| If you walked a crooked line
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| And sought to leave a trail behind |
| Except for those you did defy with your mistakes
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| To understand the truth you must let go and live to choose
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| Our options seem to disappear without a trace
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| Cause down some winding road
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| You’ll find some place that you’ll call home
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| A drifter drifts until they stop and wanna stay
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| In search of a good time can leave reality behind
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| Blindly balancing the line for an escape
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| So much pressure in perfecting perfection
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| Just suggestions to eliminate dejection
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| We won’t lose control
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| In an age of material possession
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| Out of faith with the overall intentions
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| They can’t rule us all
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| I went running all around with no purpose to me
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| Still i find the strength to pick me up onto my feet
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| The golden road not just cold stone will lead me to my peak
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| To rock and roll is drifting slow and find me fine relief
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| Cause right now is our time
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| Free the haste on the days left behind
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| Don’t play back or rewind
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| Moving forward is the way to a new life
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| To balance the straight line
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| I’ll look back on the ones left behind
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| And right then i’ll be fine |
| Such an honor to have known them in life, in life
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| Well to have known them in life, in life, in life |