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You might believe?And still you feel the c hase has just begun
That you must reach the horizon beforeThe s etting of the sun
You c hase the light in front of youNightf all is close behind
I f you stop to catch a breathYou know w hat you will find.
D on t slow down don t touch the groundYou k now what you will find
That old grey man in tattered clothes f ollowing behind
That old grey man in tattered clothes f ollowing behind.
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N o time to stop don t go to sleepPrepare to pay the cost
The hours and minutes are passing byA nother day is lost
Impa tience is a virtueC atch me if you can
The se conds have been ticking bySinc e your life began.
D on t slow down don t touch the groundYou k now what you will find
That old grey man in tattered clothes f ollowing behind
That old grey man in tattered clothes f ollowing behind.
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D on t slow down don t touch the groundYou k now what you will find
That old grey man in tattered clothes f ollowing behind
That old grey man in tattered clothes f ollowing behind
That old grey man in tattered clothes f ollowing behind.
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