2,512 : 1 ?When you musta known the end was coming
not abstract but like a cancer on a slide
You wrote such a sad sad song to remember
it by back in the day so wide
You said that it was like a jewel
it shone so brief and brightly
but from where I sit on my stupid seat
the thing just didn’t seem to end rightly
and you wrote such a sad sad song
just to say once more so long,
And after even the memory
of the thrill was gone
still sometimes you’ll catch yourself
humming along
what
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