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Forgotten
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Old, old limbs move slowly now
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Up and down stairs from bed to chair
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A balsa puppet struggles to remember
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Cheering crowds and famous victories
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That was a full life
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Now dim in a half-light
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Of newsreels and winner's shields
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Take care, move slowly now
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There are precious few
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Who still remember you
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Forgotten
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| Chumbawamba |
