a fall of water and then nothing more
dust fills the spaces of what had been hope
what do we need but once more climb the slope
this is our duty just to reach the shore
you take the time now just to weep and mope
a fall of water and then nothing more
the world we get turns out to be a bore
he who inherits just another dope
we would do better with some cloth and soap
a fall of water and then nothing more
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