Father Time
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5/6/2016 6:35:32 AM
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl
"There must be some way out of here,"
Said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief,
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plough men dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth"
"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us now,
Who feel that life is but a joke,
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late"
All along the Watchtower, Princes kept the view,
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants too,
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl
"There must be some way out of here,"
"There must be some way out of here"
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Hop On Pop
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5/6/2016 7:35:34 AM
I looked at myself
With my own eyes
And said, "You'd better do something"
I took my life
In my own hands
And felt it's weight
And then I threw it as far as I could
(I could) feel my hot breath on my neck
And so I set that all aside
I got shook down
When I looked around
I found that I lost my life
I had to get it back
But I didn't know
Where to start looking
So I wandered aimlessly
Saw some old friends
But they didn't know me
So I broke down
Sat on the ground
And I heard something snap
Then I got up
And sure enough
It was broken, but I got it back
Now I watch it twice as hard
But in doing that
I think I'm loosing
What I've been dedicated to
And cannot loose
Because I'll never find it again
(Again) I'm lost
And I know this time
I'll never get it back
It was held too tight
With all my might
And now it's more than cracked
But I got it back
I looked at myself
With my own eyes
And said, "You'd better do something"
I took my life
In my own hands
And felt it's weight
And then I threw it as far as I could...
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