Make your choice Let it be the one you need Don't lose your way Just for any old thing
It's not what you thought It's not what you wanted to see But Spring in the land And light in the day Wasn't it good anyway?
Anyway... Anyway...
Distant rumble, tattered and scared There's no way to make it fair What remains of who we are And what's left of how we cared
Slow down Steady on now Be here in this place And hits your stride In your own time And who's watching anyway?
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