What's another gray cloud o'erhead
What's another drop of rain
What is death when you're already dead
In a life filled with pain
And every day's the same
He misses the man he used to be
He misses the people he used to see
Things were different than they are today
Good times came and went away
So there's not much left for him to say
Only "Good-bye and please forgive me"
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