I know where the strangest people go
They hide all the pieces of broken hearts
And pull weeds to throw them at the sky
Waiting for the rain or the end of the world
A word to the wise is not enough
Because I'm wise but I fall in love
Never write a difficult passage
Things that really matter are always simple
Life is an ocean you got to swim alone
No one has his ship
I know who you see in your dream
I guess he's a good friend of mine
Your hands are warm with your eyes closed
Holding my ice cold tea for too long
Going to be the last of the smoker
Going to be the last of the thinker
Going to be the last man you want to see
Won't you help me sing the last song on earth?
Life is a music you got to make alone
No one has his score
I know what to do when the day is done
Feeling so upset and get nothing done
It's so hard to turn night into day
Well, I bet you know all you got to do is sleep
Life is an instant you got to live alone
No one has his watch
I'm a poet, do you know it?
No one remembers me when I die
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