When I see an old couple
With tired faces and
Long underwear on cold nights
I know the end is near
I am in two places
Not wanting to die
But wishing the day away
To count stars in the sky
And one might shoot
Across my mind, I'll think
A thousand pennies thrown
Into the fountain of youth
A diamond covered hand turns the pages
With those obscure statements
The scriptures that feed the rages
Of those with hate in the heart
Rather than wait around I walk along the riverside
With no direction in mind
I peel the branches away and step into the darkness
That is the rest of my life
With tired faces and
Long underwear on cold nights
I know the end is near
I am in two places
Not wanting to die
But wishing the day away
To count stars in the sky
And one might shoot
Across my mind, I'll think
A thousand pennies thrown
Into the fountain of youth
A diamond covered hand turns the pages
With those obscure statements
The scriptures that feed the rages
Of those with hate in the heart
Rather than wait around I walk along the riverside
With no direction in mind
I peel the branches away and step into the darkness
That is the rest of my life
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