I am rusted growing old, Seems like somebody already told.
Silouhettes outlined in gold, memories of a time when life was old.
I've been trying to figure out, pull it back and put it in.
I know that you've had your doubts, make them die or just pretend.

Oh my how it's changed; Calling out to space.
Broken bones and marrow; crawling out tomorrow.

Time leaves spirited effort dry, guides to greener pastures in our lives.
Darling slowly pass the time, nobody could answer without trying.
Nobody could answer without trying...

Oh my how it's changed; Calling out to space.
Broken bones and marrow; crawling out tomorrow.

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