(Spoken)
Well, I think I finally found me a sure-fire way to forget.
It's s'simple, I'm surprised I hadn't done thought of it before yet.
It's foolproof... well it's foolhardy, maybe, but who knows.
Anyway, here I am, walkin' down toward where the cold, dark water flows.
All it takes is...
One dyin' and a buryin'. One dyin' and a buryin'.
Some cryin', six carryin' me, I wanta to be free. (Spoken)
Oh-ho, I wanta be free, free from all this heartache and regret,
And free from pinin' for the love I can't forget.
The love that once was warm and then just somehow turned to hate.
Made my life a prison from which there's only one escape.
That... (Sung)
One dyin' and a buryin'. One dyin' and a buryin'.
Some cryin', six carryin' me, I wanta to be free.
One dyin' and a buryin'. One dyin' and a buryin'.
Some cryin', six carryin' me... I wanta to be free.
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Pain and grief and those things in life that test our resolve are what makes us who we are. If you never lose what good is winning, only in losing can we bask in true glory of winning. We all are going to lose in the end, but is the victorys on life's rocky road that define us. We can grieve or we can celebrate, I choose to celebrate the victories.
Posted by: james old guy at June 28, 2006 07:11 AM (s5wS/)
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