Bitter tears fall in a bitter lake
Full of all of my mistakes
Rain drops from a grey sky
Where rainbows snap
And birds don't fly
But I call to mind the dream
I once had of a forest stream
Where we walked you and me
Hand in hand for an eternity
Of time, of time
That precious thing
We sell by the pound, the ounce and bean
We sell each plot like we hadn't a lot
And use it up, all we've got
But if you can buy my time
Can I buy yours?
Or do your give it freely
Like the sea lapped shores
Where we skim pebbles
Over time's waves
The ripples echo out
The drowning man saves
himself
Or someone lends him a hand
It could be a second, a minute
Or in an hour, he understands
This may be the last chance
In a sea of blue
Where I skim pebbles
That skip so lightly to you
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