| When the time of youth has ended
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| And the good old days are gone
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| All that nature has intended
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| Will assuredly transpire
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| And the fairest and the holiest
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| The fairest and the holiest
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| Will fall into the fire
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| While the barest and the hollowest
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| The barest and the hollowest
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| Will fall into your arms
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| Two lives are not granted to you
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| Two fortunes are not given, either
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| The truth is that out of the two
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| You end up with one thing, or neither
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| Who answers the heavenly call?
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| The trumpet’s profound salutation?
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| For fate doesn’t smile upon all
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| Just the fortunate find their relation
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| Be not miserly with kindness
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| Neither greedy with your grace
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| Let not augury nor blindness
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| Human intimacy sever
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| You will forfeit every morsel
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| Yes, you’ll forfeit every morsel
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| In this pitiless endeavor
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| And your bitterness and trouble
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| Yes, your bitterness and trouble
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| Will be written on your face
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| Two lives are not granted to you
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| Two fortunes are not given, either
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| The truth is that out of the two
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| You end up with one thing, or neither
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| Who answers the heavenly call?
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| The trumpet’s profound salutation?
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| For fate doesn’t smile upon all
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| Just the fortunate find their relation
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| It’s a pity youth is gone
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| It’s a pity time is spent
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| You could fit it all into your palm
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| There’s only bruises in your spirit
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| And the center of the mystery
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| The center of the mystery
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| You never will get near it
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| It’s a dark and narrow hallway
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| Yes, a dark and narrow hallway
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| Leading straight down to the end |