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Done hauling these stones,
done guarding your gate,
Won't water dead flowers,
when I know it's too late.
There is no bad time to start,
there is no bad time to start,
there is no bad time to start to mend,
your tired heart.
There was an age of bronze,
there was an age of steel,
an age for atomic bombs,
but in this age, nothing is real.
There is no bad time to start,
there is no bad time to start,
there is no bad time to start to mend,
your tired heart.
Ain't it a kick in the head,
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when what you get find at the end,
ain't like you were told,
in Hollywood or books of old?
When nothing good is left,
no glitter or gleam,
When every costume you wear,
falls apart at the seams,
There is no bad time to start,
there is no bad time to start,
there is no bad time to start to mend,
your tired heart, your tired heart
Writer/s: John Calvin Abney
