The End
Long the strife short the breath
Late on this day in May
The sun has gone away
Dark is life dark is death
And we only delay
The downfall and decay
Which lurks around the bend
I wandered there astray
And there I found the end
They say this or that is why
Philosophizing as they die
In vain too late the hand of fate
Removes us from the stage
And I think it is funny
It is all about money
At the end of the age
All we have is absurdity
Nothing else left for you and me
+Steven Curtis Lance
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