To have been in the world
Several times and not
Fully appreciated my arrogance
And blundering purpose
In existing for you all
I'm not sorry I couldn't
Stop staring at your beautiful
Faces each one a secret
I would like to penetrate some day
So clutching and ambitious
I could have been a musician
Even now I feel myself
Lining up my songs
Still carrying a torch for you
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