The Final Act
‘Mind over matter’ is what people say
‘You’ve come this far, don’t throw it all away’
I’ve never been a quitter by heart
But in this scene I’ve played my part
If I was on a train it’d be the end of the line
Or the last glass from a bottle of wine
But when that last sip has finally been tasted
You start to regret the drops that were wasted
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