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How long did we all think this all would last?
who could have counted days as they flew past?
but before we go, sing us a song.
sing us a song to hum through the hours of dying.
who would have though it'd come as such a show?
a pink and silver day... who was to know?
even as we go, sing us a song.
sing us a song, to hum through the hours of dying