How long did we all think ,
This all would last?
Who could have counted days,
As they flew past?
But before we go,
Sing us a song.
Sing us a song
To hum through the hours of dying.
Who would have thought it'd come
As such a show?
A pink and silver day,
Who was to know?
Even as we go,
Sing us a song.
Sing us a song,
To hum through the hours of dying (x2)
Oh oh oh oh oh….
Noooooo…
Even as we go,
Sing us a song.
Sing us a song,
To hum through the hours of dying (x3)
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