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Lyrics:
The young grow younger every day While I have little left to say A lonely bird now says it all Or winter gnawing at the feet of fall
I did not die When suddenly you went away And I survived the night To see the day
No answers left No word to end the pain Instead unvaried wisdom Of the rain
Where time is time And life is breath Another spring will rise To silence death
So I have little left to say While the young grow younger every day
The naked trees bend stubbornly Against the sod To tell enough of life Perhaps of god
No gurus left No prophets yet remain Instead unvaried wisdom of the rain
Where time is time And life is breath Another spring will rise To silence death
So I have little left to say While the young grow younger every day
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