Time never runs down, only out
But we always hasten, though sometimes slowly
It's more tragic than anybody knows

One day this will all be gone
I can't live all my dreams
But I think they'll be ok without me

Death doesn't frighten me
It's the dying part I fear
Hoping it won't take too long
Hoping it won't take years

One day this will all be gone
I can't live all my dreams
But I think they'll be ok without me

I have an anger deep inside of me
I didn't choose it, and I don't want it
But it's there --- I wish it'd go away

OK Without Me

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