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As sure as fate |
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As all draws to a close |
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A momentous weight |
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As an era goes |
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Homeward bound am I |
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But will my heart ever be |
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The sands have run out |
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Woebegone the face |
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The parting hour is near |
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The beauty of this place |
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This flame of passion here |
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A bitter errand waits |
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In the wake of memories |
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The sound of my fate |
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The end |
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We could all be heroes then |
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When things may take a turn |
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And all boats come to burn |
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What have we got by it in the end ? |
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The end |
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Casts a lurid light on me |
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The eyes of friend and foe |
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When all was touch and go |
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It's always what you leave behind |
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If wishes were horses |
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And hopes were butterflies |
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The span of life forces |
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Our thoughts to memorize |
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But it remains to be seen |
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If we are bound for any way |
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When the die is cast |
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Is cast |
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The big pond of the scalding tears |
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The flicker of a smile |
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A mode of motion keeps us holding on |
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When all is said and done |
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And time is striking sails |
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Scattered to the four winds we'll be gone |
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(chorus) |
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