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Life fades away like the days |
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Autumnal rains sweep the plains |
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Once at one's journey's end |
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So short seem our days |
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The eternal arrow of life |
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Points to one direction only |
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No matter how you try |
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The wheel keeps on turning |
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Flames of life, flames of death |
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Ashes of man and oak and pine |
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Mingle and soar beyond the day |
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Far beyond, north away |
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Into the glacial waters |
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Of the ice cold nothern lakes |
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The flame of life has sunken |
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Deep down below the waves |
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The skyline aflame burning red |
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And the flames caress the stars |
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Like fallen from the skies |
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They mirror from water's placid surface |
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Follow the sun, follow the moon |
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Ashes of man and oak and pine |
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Mingle and soar into the night |
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Far beyond, north away |
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While you live let your spirit soar |
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And your fire burn forevermore |
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As those who crawl |
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Might as well be gone |
