I sailed a wild, wild sea
climbed up a tall, tall mountain
I met a old, old man
beneath a weeping willow tree
He said, “Now if you got some questions
go and lay them at my feet,
but my time here is brief
so you’ll have to pick just three.”
And I said,
What do you do with the pieces of a broken heart?
And how can a man like me remain in the light…
And if life is really as short as they say
Then why is the night so long?
And then the sun went down
And he sang for me this song…
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