الكلمات الأصلية
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Lock up the old wisdom
Throw away the key
Brought down the forgotten road
Where have you gone
It's hard to see
What you've become
But you'll always be so beautiful to me
Perspective is a strange thing
Was luck his after all?
A small shell of old glory
This greedy place won't let you go
How do I show you
What you've been to me?
