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 After the plentiful feast, anything better would be a crime. At my feet a sleeping golden beast Stretched out across all time. At a time like this I wonder why, when the world can be so severe. The table’s turned, it’s time to fly and we had another great year. At times like this that may exist only for people like us. Yesterday I made a gratitude list I fly today when before I took the bus. The fact is you can be happy and dance across the time if the music is kind of snappy and the melody oh so fine. I don’t care about that noise over there it will go away soon enough. It will be resolved into thin air in the mean time you must be tough. And the sight that takes your eyes away look away before its too late. In your life you don’t have that kind of say Resolve to stop on a sooner date. The golden dog stretched out by your side has a memory you do not know Live or die it’s up to us to decide which way the river flows. So if you’re down at the rocky abyss the ones that cuts so deep don’t forget to offer up a kiss so your love will cease to weep. But remember deep in your heart don’t be scared to turn the page. And don’t put the horse before the cart, you’re in the Platinum Age. |
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