Far north of this countryside by Warrnambool
Or if i am a stranger to wealth and to fame
And in life for myself i have not made a name
But does it matter when all is said and done
If any honours in life i have never won
The Reaper of lives does not respect wealth or fame
And treats every life as equal and the same
Most of those i went to scholol with i have not seen for years
But for the what used to be i have long shed my last tears
All of those i went to school with are growing old like me
Time is everyone's master is how it seems to be
A dunce of the school in a town far away
But the now is all that does matter as the wise one does say.
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