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Pound-shop batteries, we run down too soon
All used up, thrown away
Sentimental, we cling to the hope
The world might remember what we had to say
We once were here
For a moment our voices rang clear
When we’re long gone
Will an echo of us linger on?
Years from now, when our days have run down
Gone wherever they go
Foolish though, out of millions of songs
Someone might hear this, and then they will know
We once were here
For a moment our voices rang clear
Now we’re long gone
Does an echo of us linger on?