And all the young things line up to take your place, another name goes up in lights. You wonder if you’ll make it out alive,and they’ll tell you now you’re the lucky one.
What do you want?
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A writer writes a novel, a songwriter writes a song, we do what we can to endure. We build our legacy piece by piece and maybe the whole world will remember you or maybe just a couple of people, but you do what you can to make sure you’re still around after you’re gone.
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