to move

It’s the price I guess
For the lies I’ve told
That the truth it no longer thrills me

And why can’t we laugh?
When it’s all we have
Have we put these childish things away?
Have we lost the magic that we once had?

In the end, in the end
There’s nothing more to life than love, is there?
In the end, in the end
It’s time for us to lose our weary minds
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