Visions of sorrow from days into night Darkness will fall on this world all Around us, no out from the time of Our last curtain call
If, I, on this stage, must die Take from me the life you seek But bear my memory
When we are gone, remember Remember the days Lessons of the past, simpler ways
Although we're gone forever Forever we'll be, the fire in the dark A memory flying free
I'll take my last curtain call Spare me prayers, your sympathy No words can change this end for me Who holds the keys to dreams forgotten Tales and ghosts of old? Visions of a world gone Its echoes on these winds blow cold
As I stand here before you I only ask one question When death bestows upon me Who will remember? Not I, but all before me Not one had all the answers When life has pulled the lever They close their eyes
Who will remember the ones, not heroes Nor poets, yet breathed the same air? Who will remember the less, not the rich Not of fame, yet had their own tale? Who will remember a world gone and cold Only ghosts we don't see yet are there? Who, I ask who?
Old wings of time, falcons high in the sky Guards of keys to all dreams of the gone From the sun Forgotten echoes, they hold of the past Vague and cold Wings so free, carry on the memory
We'll all take our last curtain call No prayers, no faith No words I know can hold
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