Standing on some dotted line Reacting to the hands of time A circumstance that Iąve been fed Leaving questions in my head
Find the space that was left bare An empty space Iąd gladly share
One must live while one must die
Combined paired up for so many years Unsure if I really want to shed a tear Signing off is always so clearly done A number 2 is now reduced to one
Find the space that was left bare An empty space Iąd gladly share
When your clock is up And you rest for good I will cut off my armpiece Just like we agreed we would
One must live while one must die
While the other argues that The world ainąt fair But then who ever promised Anybody equal share You might as well forget What you gambled on 'Cause plans never go by the way they're drawn
When your clock is up And you rest for good I will cut off my armpiece Just like we agreed we would
One must live while one must die
I canąt say goodbye Itąs all I can do to get up every morning And when all else fails I try To face myself and everything else But mostly I wonder why
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