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Another twilight that time just before the comming of a new dawn
to early to start to late for the night it's already gone.
   Back into my past and all it's regrets and what I could have had
   Wondering where old flames have gone to that I loved so bad.
Old disscussions that stick out in my mind
about alien beings and reincarnation and girls that were so fine
   running the back streets and alleys of home with my guys.
   watching the mystory of pretty women and describing what we visualize.
So here I am looking backwards into a mist
asking myself was it worth it all the things I missed.
   My father he did the best he could
   no matter what he tried to teach me I never would.
These mornings to many to count most of them are sad
but it's all the same nothing is right most are bad.
   All these days and weeks and years
   did I realy do it my way and why all the tears.
Once I climbed out of this cave but the rules up there were to stark.
so I went back to the reflections of the fires where all else was dark.
   Somehow I know it but can't explain why I'll be held accountable
   yet like these mornings the regrets already seem insurmountable.
Maybe someday I'll have the chance to go back again
how will it end this time this time will I win.
   Does anyone realy ever win and what you win today you could lose tomorrow.
   or use as a down payment on what you can barrow.
It's all a crap shoot and I am compelled to be benevolent
there's so many others out there with needs so much more prevalant.
   I'm unable to meet the restrictions I must subject myself by admissions
   I must do as they say I've my freedom to pay all controlled condictions.

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