and in the manner of a dying man
who has seen unfortunate things too well

who has tried to speak what we need to know
for the pain of death is too hard to bear

if we must face the darkness all alone
(and we must face the darkness all alone)

for  the world has grown so dark, my friend
and we have also  grown so very old

as  each tiny moment of loveliness
each hint of love in each or any face

each and every glimmer of decency
each and any glimmer of human-ness

and as our courage does all fear replace
and we can see the mountain top again

and we can face the raw and bitter fact
that the world's been stolen; to take it back

does a truer power necessitate
than we have yet to show or demonstrate

"i love you" spoken without no vanity
"i love you" spoken with no trace of shame

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