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False world goodbye, |
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The enemy to rest |
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Now do the worst, |
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I do not weigh the spite |
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Free from the cares, |
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I live forever blessed |
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Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight |
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Round the world and back again |
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Is very far to roam |
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The footloose life of now and then |
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A wind-bound exile far from home |
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The leaves that just are open now |
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They'll have to fade and fall |
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Their faithful ever blooming now |
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Is merely in pain at all |
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Time's endlessly weighing |
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If you're prepared for the great trial |
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You know that you're just waiting |
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For the old man's smile |
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I remember all words spoken |
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All the songs that had been sung |
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How gracious were our hearts unbroken |
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When you and me were, oh, so young |
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Can't you see the coming dawn |
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Of summer day |
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Can't you smell the fear |
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For this endless way |
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False world goodbye, |
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The enemy to rest |
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Now do the worst, |
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I do not weigh the spite |
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Free from the cares, |
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I live for ever blessed |
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Enjoying peace and heavenly true delight |
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All the words remain unstated |
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All the songs I do not know |
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All too late my mind's elated |
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Take over now regretful woe |
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The summer's turning into pale |
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Finally I close my eyes |
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There is no use to desperate wail |
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Although it calls my soul to die at last |