Coda
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For ours, in truth, is but the briefest stay
And
nothing that we build will last for long
For human lives
all quickly pass away
A few lines maybe in the
passing play
But thoughts of fame and permanence are
wrong
For ours, in truth, is but the briefest stay
So make the most of every passing day
And savour all
the garden birds in song
Through pain and hurt we
sometimes find a way
So laugh and love and hope and
pray
And always try to be where you belong
For ours,
in truth, is but the briefest stay
Be kind in all the
things you think and say
And through the darker, harder
times - keep strong
Through pain and hurt we sometimes
find a way
And concentrate your thoughts upon today
For tomorrow never comes along
For ours, in truth, is but
the briefest stay
Through pain and hurt we sometimes find
a way.
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