We were hanging around
We were early to die
We were listening to sound
Of all those goers-by
Now the end is so close
But we just carry on
Everyone supposes
That we are very strong
The sun is moving so fast
But we keep staying here
We're just having some rest
Before we disappear
Well it's cold outside
Our sweaters are warm
We're finally tired
Looking for our home
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