I'll be the last to regret
The last to admit
An end
With my fingers on the frets
I'll play this song til the death
Of it
Save my breath
For the rest of this
Moment
I'll be the last to concede
Defeat, keep fighting against
The current
With the words on my lips
I'll sing your song til the death
Of it
Save my best
For one more restless
Moment
I'll be the silence of dreams
The painting racing by
In time
I'll savor this world til the death
Of it
Save my life
To give to what's left of this
Moment.
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