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Moody contemplation on inexorable finality.
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How Will You Know?
It’s not too late.
To start again.
Oh no it’s not too late.
Never too late.
Never too late.
Looking down
What do I see?
Looking down
On the ground.
Start all over.
Start all over again.
It’s finally the end.
The end.
The sky.
It’s night and day.
Everyday. Everyday. Everyday.
Won’t be everyday.
When…
It’s the end.
How…
Will you know?
Where…
Where will…you go?
How…
Will you know?
Where…
Where…
Where will you go?
When…
Whennn…
It’s the end?
When…
It’s the end?
It’s not too late.
To start again.
Oh no it’s not too late.
Never too late.
Never too late.
Looking down
What do I see?
Looking down
On the ground.
Start all over.
Start all over again.
It’s finally the end.
The end.
The sky.
It’s night and day.
Everyday. Everyday. Everyday.
Won’t be everyday.
When…
It’s the end.
How…
Will you know?
Where…
Where will…you go?
How…
Will you know?
Where…
Where…
Where will you go?
When…
Whennn…
It’s the end?
When…
It’s the end?
C.O.Jones
I dig this. Very doorsish. I like.