To all those friends I once knew
And those I still do
This is our last but one drink
Our ship's about to sink
But we won't dread the
Grim reaper and the dead
No we won't dread the
Primrose path that lies ahead
The wind that blows
The rain that falls
They're all the mysteries
Of our final days
Of our final days
To the muses I once knew
And those I still do
You made me give my life a meaning
Drove bright thoughts gleaming
Now I'd be thankful
If you were the headland
So not to dread the
The inescapable
The inescapable end
The wind that blows
The rain that falls
They're all the mysteries
Of our final days
Of our final days
The wind that blows
The rain that falls
The wind that blows
The rain that falls
The wind that blows
The rain that falls
The wind that blows

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