a choice not made but still an honest choice
we come and go and do not care to wait
takes too much effort to wipe clean the slate
another day is over we rejoice
tomorrow has not reached the starting gate
a choice not made but still an honest choice
you let each age lament in its own voice
when honey cannot function as the bait
we blame each other we say it is fate
a choice not made but still an honest choice
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