In a perfect world I
Probably would have married Mary Casanova
But it was a short emotional rollercoaster
A supernova explosion when we broke up months ago
But I picked up the pieces and started over
A rolling stone, had to move on and I
Wasnt joking when I told her I loved her
but the show must go on
And so the story goes and I go on alone
Frozen, like everyone now and before us
whos heart used to be open then broken
We’re all Flesh blood and bone,
and diagnosed with a cold
and one day we all gotta go
but we all can’t be the chosen ones who
carve these profound words from the stone
Like the confounded King Arthur pulled out the sorcerer’s sword
We are all merely mortals but our words are immortal
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