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When I look back at some of the things that I've done,
The battles I've fought, the races I've run,
I can't help but think that my best is all gone,
I am blessed with a brilliant past...
I was barely a boy when the rot first set in,
I was desperate to find an original sin,
But I tried all the old ones so I could begin
To build up my brilliant past...
But that's all behind me now, what lies ahead?
How far from tomorrow to the day I drop dead?
What sign should I follow, what path should I tread?
To escape from my brilliant past...
Well I grew up believing I could do no wrong,
It was hard to be humble, it hurt to be strong,
So I played the fool, yes I wrote that song,
It's part of my brilliant past...
And I once knew a woman who loved me so well,
Maybe I loved her too, it was so hard to tell,
And I never stopped talking, now you'd be amazed,
At the depth of my brilliant past...
But that's all behind me now, what lies ahead?
How far from tomorrow to the day I drop dead?
What sign should I follow, what path should I tread?
To escape from my brilliant past...
When I look back at some of the things that I've done...