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And here I stand,
An old man burdened by the lessons of time
I find
Myself in a mood...
Reflectin on all my victories
Though many defeats (weeps)
My feet
Are so weary
Losing the strength to eat.
Withering away like a flower
Like when the winter sets in
The power
Of time overwhelms all men.
Reminiscing on sins since forgotten
Rotten
Is this apple, preach!
Can you believe the reach of this tree?
Me spreading my seed as far as the eye can see.
Leaving an impression on the world
How will you remember me?
As a villian? (sigh)
Well I'm a hero to someone...
And it matters not the label
All the alike must fall.
The beauty of life
Is that it all comes to an end.
The tragedy of life
Is we end where we begin.
Born from someone else's pain
Created from the Earth.
Live in pain
Why must life's lessons hurt?
Someone else carries our pain
That FEELING (give me a moment) when we lower the corpse into the dirt...
Well allow me to alleviate your burden
Because surely these curtains must close,
And before you toss that final rose
Upon this shifting stage
My final act,
Is to be born within you.
So you don't have to carry my pain alone.
