the muffled beat of distant music someone celebrates
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it's hunting season urbanised I wish I could be there
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warmth and laughter the right amount of danger
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Johnnie Walker wisdom as Cohen used to say
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but it's pouring down with rain
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do you remember?
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are you alive?
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do you still speak of deeds undone?
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I used to be immortal I was innocent as a child
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my vision was unlimited I saw rivers on the Moon
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had important things to say can't remember what they were
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of all the things I did none had been done before
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but achievements never last
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do you recall?
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do you dream?
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do you still need company?
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I had a friend who knew the language of the future
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I'm told he lost his mind they say he went away
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navigating empty streets astray among the lost
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a shadow in the corner of a stranger's eye
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but there's nothing left to learn
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do you count the years?
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do you breathe?
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do you still watch the sunrise?
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my ambition took me further than I dreamt
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I don't even need a mirror anymore
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the penthouse pool is full of ice
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it should be flowers winter came too soon
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but you never liked to swim
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so you feel safe?
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are you happy?
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do you still know my name?
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Still Life
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| Covenant |
