The time grows short there’s no mistake
With little left, our world may break
What is the sense to carry on
With nothing more to wish upon
Except for those who hope and wait
To reach beyond life’s golden gate ?
The time grows short there’s no mistake
With little left, our world may break
What is the sense to carry on
With nothing more to wish upon
Except for those who hope and wait
To reach beyond life’s golden gate ?
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