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And I've gone silver on my travels, growing silver in my sideburns

I'm starting to unravel her, my heartbeats on a djembe

I counted eighteen on my pulse

As Kilrenny Church struck three for three o'clock

Waters

And you said twelve years in retirement

The hours go by like sips of water, the record lies unbroken

And no doubt it's white flour in my diet, it's going to be the death of me

Sweet drum roll for those embittered big ideas

It's such a waste of all that I had

You mentioned bats in the attic

So now you're lifting up the tiles to get around these conservation rules

I walked down in the basement

I'm hanging upside down, I gag across my mealy mouth

And how I'll laugh, I've loved about that

When I read your simple novel, it uses all our real names

And go make yourself a fortune

There's nothing left for us then us left dangling just a little shamefaced

It's such a waste of what we had

And it's such a waste of all that we had

And it's such a waste of all that I am

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