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I started living on borrowed time as a teenager, not looking back, never figuring interest, didn't think beyond next week, didn't plan beyond tomorrow Celebrate the Temporary and Inhale Damn it In Hale
Thought I'd be lucky to live as long as Jesus 33 that's ripe, 40 old, 50 ancient beyond that forget about it It was all about now Living loud and true from the heart trusting mind and soul and body would follow.
Months pass like week, weeks like days, days like hours, years like months, but who's counting
Now I've borrowed more time than I had in the first place Looking to 50 as young, 60 as spry, 70 wondering who's collecting interest on my account. To late to turn back now Living loud and true from the heart seems to work Body and Soul and Mind do follow Regale in retrospect Celebrate the Temporary Memories and Moments are both ripe and succulent Do them well, They do you good Decades pass like minutes Inhale Damn it In Hale ! |
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