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Too Late

 

It's too late now

my birds of love are frozen

forever settled down

the path that I have chosen

has brought our sacred flight

to the ground

 

It's too late now

too late

 

Fare thee well

is all that I can say

and is all I can truly mean

I wish that I could stay

but I hear what I have seen

come between us say

 

Too late now

too late

 

No, I don't know who's fault it is

or whether maybe one last kiss

might heal

the pain that we must feel

but one thing that I'm certain

that I know

is I must go

 

It's too late now

too late.

 

It's too late now

we've given what we had to give

and we took what we could take

but all in all we've ceased to live

and I just can't proceed as a fake

 

It's too late now

too late

 

 

April 1976

 

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