See the river? suffer the consequences
Silver streams of places going at a furious pace, a furious pace
Doesn't stop for anyone
Give your graces
For the lost faces
Please, sit with us
Peace be with us
Take a load off, John
Untie these laces; put up your feet and take a seat
Golden beams are soon to follow you, to follow you
But for now, borrow my sorrow
Borrow my sorrow
Borrow my dark heart
Borrow my dark art
But don't stay long
March on, John
So long, so long

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