in the early morning twilight while it is still dark and cold
i ponder my youth,and can't help but to feel old
when all the tears have dried, and all thats left is the pain inside
and even though you've failed repeatadly,no one can say that u didnt try
when the dust settles and the smoke clears,my friend can u look at yourself in the mirror
do you know where you stand, or even what for
i know where ill stand................. right next to you
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