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The world hangs on a rusty hinge

Swinging in the winds of time

And I'm Old...Old.



The skies of time bleed slowly down

On the desert of forever

And I'm Old...Old.



Time waits at the corner,wanton.

Eternity staggers by

And I'm Old...Old.



The painted butterfly of time

Sips from the universe,life,

And I'm Old...Old.



There can be no time without life;

The last pulse beats in my heart

And I'm Old...Old.