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Swan Song
The calling of
the passing bye
the ending flag
knowing why
The forced retirement
the final kick
the wasted time
from being sick
the resignation
the sudden coup
the shuffle on
away from you
lost dogs find catchers
catchers then die
lost boys find catchers
catchers in rye
lost men find nothing
save trouble and fear
childish things
but all the ever clear
ripples and tides
tidings farewells
troublesome antics
venerate spells
This is the end its been said on a whim
Deep breath for the plunge decent for the swim
Leap of faith just once more for your sake
Forced to deny what you once wouldn't fake
Taken far from the home we knew so
told to go on, told just to go
Told: Take your chances
Told: seize your day
Told: make new romances
Told: go away
Didn't have to be told that I was forced out
Of something I didn't know I knew everything about
Didn't have to sing loud that I can't sing at all
I just listened and waited for my own swan to call
Didn't have to forget that I'd lost far too much before
and that by the time I returned they would clear out the store
Didn't want to believe it was ending for me
I already witness it this i do see
They told me to drink
and burn down autumn trees
We know no ones past
or how good are thier knees
After all I was once a proud Comet
Now my pride comes from if I can stand poison or vomit
Didn't have to be told I would often return
But everything's changed and that I have learned
My victory bell will never more ring
A swang song was started and forever will sing
