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The Beau Brummels
In my room are demons
On the ceiling hangin'
Once I was a he-man
Lost in time now danglin'
Once I was a fellow grown to have good fun
Now it’s done
Stallions young and fearless
Grown to graze in pastures
What was keen and conscious
Dissipates to ashes
What we see as future time we’ll see as old
I grow cold
I grow cold
Life was good when younger
Youth marks old with laughter
Youth is life much stronger
They will learn hereafter
That tides change whether fights are lost or won
And it’s done
And it’s done
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