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Linger in my shadow! |
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Ivy roses entwine around our feet |
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This midnight garden |
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Where covert angels come to weep |
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Ages come and go |
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Years like seasons pass |
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A headless crown |
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Is all that lasts |
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We weather the storm |
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Besides a lion head |
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Where we watch a crumbling world |
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Rotten and sad |
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The young, the old, the lowly, the strong, |
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Silently sip the poison of time |
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Then with a gesture of salvation |
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They turn into stone |
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Ages come and go |
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Years like seasons pass |
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A headless crown |
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Is all that lasts |
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Weather-beaten hands |
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Restrain the time |
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What joy, and beauty, |
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And what sadness is mine! |
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Fallen are the leaves |
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Lifeless stand the trees |
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Forsaken stairs |
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Lead to nowhere |
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Ages come and go |
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Years like seasons pass |
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A headless crown |
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Is all that lasts |
