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Pause to think, looking back

The things that have been done

Created and achieved to this day

Could have, would have, should have done

Doesn't help at all

Doesn't turn back clock and time

No complaints, no regrets

Just a clear gentle voice

The tragedy of being late

Burner on so many stages

Here in the theatre of life

Bittersweet and raw

Yea-eah - raw

A damn long list of pride and joy

A gallery of gain

Trophies stacked with satisfaction

Darker times appeared and passed

Left just little marks

Nothing really serious

Just the voice, always there

Keeps on singing the song

The tragedy of being late

Burner on so many stages

Here in the theatre of life

Bittersweet and raw

Bittersweet and raw

What would I give to start again with new decisions

Where would we be if we hadn't missed the train

Why did it take so long to bring these roads together

I hate to realize we've lost much precious time

Precious time

The tragedy of being late

Burner on so many stages

Here in the theatre of life

Bittersweet and raw

The tragedy of being late

Burner on so many stages

Here in the theatre of life

Bittersweet and raw

Yea-eah - raw