And I always
think I know the score
It doesn’t
matter how many times
At the end
of each transit
I'm shit
out of time
I’ve had my fill of lust and sex
Of laughter,
failure, bitterness
I’ve lived
it all
Another life
fulfilled
Once more I swallowed
The bitter
pill
We’re taught
that life is all fun and games
It’s not
until we see remains
Of what we
did and didn’t do
How much we stole
How many we screwed
What we did
to bring
Sorrow and shame
But now it’s
too late
Too late in the game
Be kind to
one another
Forgive when you can
Don’t fall
for the lies
Don’t fall
for the scam
Especially
you young ones
Listen
to Gram,
Don’t just hit a
home run in life
Hit a Grand Slam!
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