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    I'm no younger, I've pushed my weight around
    But I'm not the woman I thought I'd have to be by now
    The first of silver petals on the rose
    I thought I'd lose myself a bit, but I've never felt so close

    Time, it ticks on
    Laid out like a song
    That you can only play once
    Start to close
    With some grace notes

    I'm not a mother, the door I've yet to close
    I thought I'd figure what I wanted, but the truth is I don't know
    The strangest symptom of the lives I'm rolling out
    This same body feels so different to me now

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    Time, it ticks on
    Laid out like a song
    That you can only play once
    Start to close
    With some grace notes

    And do you ever see the credits roll
    And you wonder what song is playing? Ooh
    Each little change, every chord, every word a true one
    I've come to terms with this of late
    I dug up every flower from my graveyard, ooh
    Self-preservation, it got in my way for so long

    Time, it ticks on
    Laid out like a song
    That you can only play once
    Time, it ticks on
    Laid out like a song
    That you can only play once
    Start to close
    With some grace notes

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    Composición: Tessa Rose Jackson

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