This cynical town will never die
Something lost can’t be saved
Doesn’t matter the tears you cry
Can’t stop this way that’s been paved
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Some find things before they are lost
Regardless of the owner's cost
Having gained what others have paid for
The value is not worth a penny more.
For as quickly and quietly as they have it possessed
Something more is their every quest
Makes no difference if it is given or stolen
The value is only a moment's token.
And yet, under the sky so blue
Those who labor will earn their due
While others will like the grasshopper of yore
Find an ever depleting store.
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Some find things before they are lost Regardless of the owner's cost Having gained what others have paid for The value is not worth a penny more. For as quickly and quietly as they have it possessed Something more is their every quest Makes no difference if it is given or stolen The value is only a moment's token. And yet, under the sky so blue Those who labor will earn their due While others will like the grasshopper of yore Find an ever depleting store.