My life keeps getting shorter the longer it goes…

The Road of Life is a ribbon

which I wear in my hair.

It is my lucky charm

in a lovely blue pale.

She frays at the end,


frays at the end…


The Road of Life is a ribbon

too aware of the tear.

Where has all the time gone?

Where is my pony tail?


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