Once placed forever on her lips
And I've lost years in consequence
But I just hope that whatever I become
I don't say, "I was a fool when I was young"
These bony hands once rose as fists
And splattered blood on wet cement
But when I hear the remnants of those North Atlantic drums
I'll make peace, yeah, it's all right, we were young
When lines grow out from the corners of our eyes
And when mine close for the final time
Don't turn me gold, just let me go as I am
Trudging westward through the weeds
Where I once ran victoriously
But I don't think all the new laurels of the spring
Could restore the crown I wore as child king
From where I stood the Earth looked flat
So with my pen I made it fact
I might have lost my way, but I found another path
I'm not ashamed, it isn't heart that I lacked
When lines grow out from the corners of our eyes
And when mine close for the final time
Don't turn me gold, just let me go as I am
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