Yeah i like that part after that as well
My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away
Safe in monotony, so safe, day after day
Count your blessings
My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away
cold wind blows off the lake and I know for sure that its too late
Count your blessings on one hand
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