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(Intro)
Psyche watched from behind blue eyes 
as Flesh stared at the mirror, 
the look upon the face was grim, 
the heart was filled with fear.
 
(Psyche) 
Please tell me what is wrong my friend 
and why that bitter smile, 
let's see if we can cheer you up, 
converse with me awhile. 

(Flesh)
Psyche dear, what can I say, 
I'm not the man I was. 
Life is catching up with me, 
you know the way it does.
My hair is gray as you can see, 
my teeth are falling out, 
it's getting harder every day 
for me to move about.
These eyes are growing dimmer, 
I fear I have no hope.
The earth is calling me to rest, 
I'm not sure if I can cope.
 
(Psyche) 
I know your woes are many 
from the cradle to the grave, 
you've put your faith in science 
that your body it may save

(Flesh) 
Psyche dear, my sophic friend, 
on you I can rely, 
please impart to me some speech 
to save me lest I die.
 
(Psyche) 
What can I say, companion dear, 
that will stem the rising tide, 
I've always thought of you a friend 
and to you I've never lied.
You're at the point where life's downhill, 
the ride will be quite fast, 
but I'll be with you till the end 
when they come for you at last.
On that day I'll mourn for you 
and I will feel much sorrow. 
You'll return to mother earth 
but I will live to see tomorrow.
It was for me that you were born 
to carry me on my way, 
you are for me a vehicle, 
one molded from the clay.
I will not say that life is fair, 
it is ordained of God. 
Yes, I shall see the glory, 
but you shall press the sod.
Let's end this talk my fretful friend 
and chase away these blues. 
Look, the sun is shining bright, 
the day breaks fresh and new.
We both know the day will come, 
I'll hold your hand till then.
So do not fear, but persevere, 
my very special friend.

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