It took almost dying to realize that aging isn’t a curse. It’s a privilege.
I may never feel the same, but I won’t always feel this pain.
So let faith fall on me now.. I’m gonna be here til the end.
You seem to have such passion for someone so shallow,
and I may never feel the same, but I refuse to play these games.
I started listening to the wolves and the timber, wolves and the timber at night…
I wake in the field with the cold and the lonesome—the moon’s the only face I see
So long, so high….
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