All my life I've been searching for something.
Something never comes, never leads to nothing.
Nothing satisfies but it's getting close.
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope.
All night long I dream of the day.
When it comes around it gets taken away.
Leaves me with a feeling that I fear the most.
Feeling comes to life when I see your ghost.
And I'm done, done, on to the next one.
Something never comes, never leads to nothing.
Nothing satisfies but it's getting close.
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope.
All night long I dream of the day.
When it comes around it gets taken away.
Leaves me with a feeling that I fear the most.
Feeling comes to life when I see your ghost.
And I'm done, done, on to the next one.
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I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells
it's times like these you give and give again
it's times like these you learn to love again
it's times like these time and time again
(my fave)