An audience does clap
At the end of the show
They drift away
In directions they go
I was wandering
Like a star in the sky
My plan calculated
With the row of tide
Solid, liquid, gas
What state was I in
Why did I ever believe
Life should begin again?
Guess I was young
Guess I was old
The secrets of life
Always told
An audience does clap
At the end of the show
They drift away
In directions they go
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