Lyrics

As I reflect on what was said today
In a language know one remembers anyway
Your dreams had a price and this is what we have to pay
No escaping this life gone array
The pull of time
The pull of time
I always wondered where birds go to die
Where the lost lose their ability to apply
Your dreams had a price and this is what we had to pay
No escaping this life gone array
The pull of time
The pull of time
Written by: Alan Abrahams
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