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When my face has all changed from the cruelty of age, I'll still miss ya
In a dream, you forgave me, and I almost did it myself 'til I woke back up
I'm always procrastinatin', evadin' the job of going through them boxes in the attic
As long as they're in the dark, there's a flickering spark we'd repair
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