The Final Push to the Sum

I never know their names

But I smile just the same

New faces, strange places

Most everything I see

Becomes a blur to meAnd I'm wasted because

The fast pace is too much

Here at the final push to the sumIf my old life is done

Then what have I become?

What have I become?Every now and then

The memories creep in

A breeze and blue skies

The trees and you and IBut that old life is done

I guess that I've moved on

To new faces and strange places

Here at the final push to the sumIf my old life is done

Then what have I become?

What have I become?What have I become?

What have I become?

What have I become?

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