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As this year winds down,
I can't help but wonder what will happen next.
I can't help to wonder...
How will it be? Will it be different, or the same?
For me, I know it will change... It will have to.
I'm moving to the coast. San Francisco to be precise.
I do not really want to move into the next year,
but I know I will have to anyway...
But what about the rest of you... What will you do,
what do you expect will happen?
You said when you'd die that you'd walk with me every day
And I'd start to cry and say please don't talk that way
With the blink of an eye the Lord came and asked you to meet
You went to a better place but He stole you away from me
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