Time you old wheeler dealer
you really aren't much of a healer
you're more of an essence stealer
As you fade out thoughts and
dry up desires
and slowly dim the lights of
our dream fueled fires
Leaving us where?
in old bodies
plagued with aches and care
and whatever was that guiding light
now its signal is not so bright
It all wears down then the
intensities fade and scatter
and as for the whole crazy game
time withdraws the stage for it to matter
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