It feels like I’ve been around too long.

Every tune has become the same old song.

Every plight’s just a fight to no end

cuz there’s no way to win.

And I can’t help but notice as I’m growing old -

I believe less and less of what I’m told.

Cuz the world’s nothing more than

an endless round of spin.

Every voyage I take that’s pushed by sails

is another lap around ...

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When will it be that it’s my time to go?

I see all the signs in the air.

Must I wait through storms til there’s nothing but snow,

or is there a milder path there?

When I was young, I never spent time

nor took any thought just to sit by and think.

I guess there was no need when weather was fine,

but seasons have passed in a blink.

But somehow there’s comfort her...

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