| Reflecting from my death bed | |
| I'm balancing life's riches | |
| Against the ditches | |
| And the flat grays in between | |
| All I can see are the never laid | |
| That's the never played symphonies | |
| I can't see those who tried to love me | |
| Or those who felt they understood me | |
| And I can't see those who | |
| Very patiently put up with me | |
| All I can see are the never laid | |
| Of the never played symphonies | |
| You were one, you meant to be one | |
| And you jumped into my face | |
| And laughed and kissed me on the cheek | |
| And then were gone forever, not quite | |
| Black sky in the daytime | |
| And I don't much mind dying | |
| When there is nothing left | |
| To care for anymore | |
| Just the never laid | |
| The never played symphonies | |
| You were one, you knew you were one | |
| And you slid right through my fingers | |
| No, not literally but metaphorically | |
| And now you're all | |
| I see as the light fades |
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