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The Seasons of My Life
When I was young and green The world and time were mine to own, I believed I was invincible And careless seeds were sown. Candle burning at both ends, And other signs I should have seen, But I was young and green. While I played at love and life My Summer blazed and days flew by. I glanced away and they were gone In the blinking of an eye. Summer wine's a potent brew, But still I drained each goblet dry, And Summer days flew by. When Autumn tiptoed in As soft and subtle as a dream. Still slightly drunk on Summer wine I missed the signs I should have seen. No sound it made as it appeared, So crystalline and clean, And subtle as a dream. Now Winter's at my door, I'm near the ending of the line, All I have left are fading memories, Some sweet, some gall like bitter wine. And a poignant truth's revealed, Each day I've lived was borrowed time, And the world was never mine. I've some remorse but few regrets, I've let the chips fall where they would. Of all the bad things that I've said and done, Some have been balanced by the good. I've been to heaven and to hell, I've weathered every storm and strife, And that's all there is to tell Of the seasons of my life.
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