I fell to my knees, tugged on a sleeve, forfeit a prize I could never retrieve
Rightly assumed, salted the wound, no way to back-peddle, guess that we're doomed
Hastily choose a path then double cross, turn to stone and wait for the moss
You are now we, but maybe we are not here to stay
Too embarrassed to show my face (turn to stone and wait for the moss)
Came in last place in the trivial race (turn to stone and wait for the moss)
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