My time will come,
Misery will wait,
all a even sum,
He will be my fate.
Why? I ask.
did my heart break
to fail the task
the beating it will take
When I fall down,
I will forever sink,
The water will drown,
Won't have time to think.
Catch me please,
Save me won't you,
give my release,
before I'm through . . .
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Little drops of water,
Little grains of sand,
Make the mighty ocean
And the pleasant land.
Thus the little minutes,
Humble though they be,
Make the mighty ages
Of eternity . . .
Little grains of sand,
Make the mighty ocean
And the pleasant land.
Thus the little minutes,
Humble though they be,
Make the mighty ages
Of eternity . . .