
time it will tell and it almost has
words I’ve left make the cursive sound
what was to be has been and has been gone
now here awaiting the darkest of the dawns
on the back side of life it’s all there to be seen
the good, bad and ugly, the course in-between
where we all go if we’re lucky my friend
you get it in the end
do regrets hurt as much as the back
who carried a load stacked upon stacked?
was it all for not to do the right things?
all for the bounty this saddest of the springs
on the back side of life it’s all there to be seen
the good, bad and ugly, the course in-between
where we all go if we’re lucky my friend
you get it in the end
wipe away all those regrets (from the back side of life)
wipe away whatever’s left (on the back side of life)
wipe away those dreams that never made a daylight sound
wipe away the what ifs, why fors and what the heck nows
time it will tell
it surely will
it won’t keep your secret it’s surely to spill
on the backside of life bent over, on your way down
in the end time sticks it to you without making a sound
on the back side of life it’s all there to be seen
the good, bad and ugly, the course in-between
where we all go if we’re lucky my friend
you get it in the end
you get it in the end
here’s to us all getting it right in the end
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