The beginning and the end are done Your eulogy carved out on this solitary stone. Here he lies, alone with no name and no family His last words went out and never were heard They dissolved into eternity
You were a wishing well for us A thousand last chances have come and past And youre gone now; youre gone
I remember you like a distant dream The moment your eyes were acquainted with mine is still resonating We all saw you there; laid bare in your shame before all And we tossed you our least So our consciences were satisfied
You were a wishing well for us A thousand last chances have come and past And youre gone now; youre gone
You were a wishing well for us A thousand last chances have come and past And youre gone now; youre gone
Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here?
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