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Words are words but some are lost

Winter's warm while summers not

Life on earth; push through the haze

Word is there are fewer days

Future is coming better look out

Learn the past to remove the doubt

All our things crumble to dust

Keep it moving or succumb to rust

Chorus

Winding down towards the end

You have to die to be born again

Love and passion a younger man's game

Better days; it just dont seem the same

Better days; they were years ago

We're on the downside slope ya know

Tough and rough was how we played

Mixed it up good then wiped the blade

Presence of souls; feel them crawl

Scars on the face as they maul

Lucky was better than making it safe

Making a profit was all we cared

Chances were taken and some where lost

Left to decay; no matter the cost

Chorus

Looking for answers - a crazy chase

Lines and wrinkles engrave my face

Pity me not worry for yourself

Better days; it just don't seem the same

Better days; they were years ago

We're on the downside slope ya know