My life is an endless succession of people saying goodbye My life is! an endless succession of people saying goodbye And what's left for me? What's left for me? At one time the future it stretched out before me But now it stretches behind me. And all of the best things in life are behind glass Money, jewelry and flesh And what's left for me? What's left for me?
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