The innocent can never last
Like my fathers come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began
Wake me up when September ends
For I will be gone by then
And no one can wake me up !
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