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The beginning of a long distance
The farthest I can go
A sort of light at the end,
All future don't show
A brave beginning,
A dreadful end
My hand, my hand
Some grown feeling
Someone who cares
My hand, my hand
I kind of feel it,
A fall down the stairs
Who cares, who cares, who cares...
The spoiling of a great life
Not needing to shave
Fast grown compassion
And no need to care
A brave beginning
A dreadful end
My hand, my hand
Some grown feeling,
Someone who cares,
My hand, my hand
I kind of feel it
A fall down the stairs
Who cares, who cares, who cares...
Giving up the world and the words
Leaving my places, hugging my heart
Most people forgot their faces
Always a new way to start
A brave beginning
A dreadful end
My hand, my hand
Some grown feeling,
Someone who cares,
My hand, my hand
I kind of feel it
A fall down the stairs
Who cares, who cares, who cares...

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