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when I was just a lad |
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I went on a hunting trip |
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with Alberto and our dad |
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we had an accident |
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he shot a baby bear |
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the sorrow was immense |
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he said there's nothing we can do for him |
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time travel don't exists |
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then he said |
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hold on |
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to your horses |
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you only own |
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one shot at life |
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there is no undo |
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or backspace |
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so just wait |
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and take your time |
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but now that I am old |
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I know my father lied |
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I figured out a way |
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to surpass the speed of light |
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we built a rocketship |
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Alberto stole supplies |
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we'll travel to the past |
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and disprove our dad's advice |
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that we should |
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then he said |
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hold on |
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to our horses |
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you only own |
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one shot at life |
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there is no undo |
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or backspace |
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so just wait |
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and take your time |
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and when we reach the past |
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we'll save the bear at last |
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and relieve my future mind |
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it's just gonna take time |
