So I see, that you were me, when I was young, and you were free.
I can try, to only fly, but you would die, fell from the sky.
I might go, and even though, you won't know, it'll be a show.
A splendid ball, we'll be enthralled, to finally fall, under funeral's pall.
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As we stand alone, or in lover's thrall
Or wear a veil, or a funeral pall
We should sing together, there's no time to stall
For alone we fail, United we fall.
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And ice flows down, I heard a sound
Of springtime colors, up from the ground.
But nothing has changed, it remains the same
The ice on the glass, of the window pane.
Of winter's selection, the ice age connection
What i'd seen in the glass, were just future reflections.
So I know all this gray, will leave me one day
And with vibrant colors, I will remain.
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Among the sepulchers in the sea,
My life, and my soul, yearn to be free
Though time may tell, and space does see,
That my heart shall sing with glee.
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The Period of a Pendulum has nothing to do
With the apex of its swing,
But rather the length of its string.