As The Years Pass By, The Hours Bend by Graveyard
Years pass by,
the hours bend
I am deeply inside myself, and I'm
moving and thinking again
Of all the people,
Of days gone by, forgotten times
Of all the people,
all round me moving slowly and laughing and crying
Living and dying is easy,
when time fades away
The people of tomorrow
are the children of today
Can't be denied, no
Can't be denied, no
It can't be denied, no
It can't be denied
Slow hand's folding
Move the mind
The children growing
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