through the bleak and early morn
where a stronger will is sworn
where the moments move so slow
and seem to never let you go

when my hands are old and ache
and my memory flickers dim
and my bones don't hold my skin
there's no place I haven't been

I recall the days were few
that is all that I can do
feel the carvings in the tree
that gives shade for you and me

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