The choice was mine and mine completely
I could have any prize that I desired
I could burn with the splendour of the brightest fire
Or else or else I could choose time
Remember, I was very young then
And the year was forever and a day
So what use could 50, 60, 70 be?
I saw the lights and I was on my way
And how I lived, how they shone
But how soon the lights were gone
Oh, my daughter, oh, my son
Understand what I have done

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