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What will it say on my snow-covered grave?
"He had it all, he let it all just slip away."
Walk through the snow to a bar where there’s no one I know.
Drink slow with nowhere to go.
And when I leave I’ll be singing this song.
Summer’s gone, carry on, I’m a ghost in the dawn
Annons
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