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This moment seemed so far away |
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A thousand long lost yesterdays |
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Floating down an endless stream |
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Of seconds, minutes, hours and weeks |
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We search for clues, we work we strive |
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To find a meaning in our lives |
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But when It's all been said and done |
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The end is the same for everyone |
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And yet as I cross this great divide |
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I finally see the other side |
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The sum of what i came to be |
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My genuine identity |
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But does it really matter now |
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Something we should care about? |
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Perhaps it has no meaning here |
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Perhaps it has no meaning here |
