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Though Adam was a friend of mine, I did not know him well |
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He was alone into his distance |
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He was deep into his well |
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I could guess what he was laughing at, but I couldn't really tell |
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Now the story's told that Adam jumped, but I've been thinking that he fell |
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Together we went traveling, as we received the call |
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His destination India, and I had none at all |
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Well, I still remember laughing with our backs against the wall |
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So free of fear, we never thought that one of us might fall |
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I sit before my only candle, but it's so little light to find my way |
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Now this story unfolds before my candle |
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Which is shorter every hour as it reaches for the day |
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But I feel just like a candle in the way |
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I guess I'll get there, but I wouldn't say for sure |
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When we parted we were laughing still, as our goodbyes were said |
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And I never heard from him again as each our lives we led |
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Except for once in someone else's letter that I read |
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Until I heard the sudden word that a friend of mine was dead |
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I sit before my only candle, like a pilgrim sits beside the way |
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Now this journey appears before my candle |
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As a song that's growing fainter the harder that I play |
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But I fear before I end I'll fade away |
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But I guess I'll get there, though I wouldn't say for sure |
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Though Adam was a friend of mine, I did not know him long |
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And when I stood myself beside him, I never though I was as strong |
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Still it seems he stopped his singing in the middle of his song |
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Well I'm not the one to say I know, but I'm hoping he was wrong |
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I'm holding out my only candle, though it's so little light to find my way |
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Now this story's been laid beneath my candle |
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And it's shorter every hour as it reaches for the day |
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Yes, I feel just like a candle in the way |
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I hope I'll get there, but I never pray |
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