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An aging man, a younger one, and a woman in her primeConnected by their circumstance of birthA father, son and daughter somehow all obsessed to findThe mark that each will leave upon this earthAlone is his apartment in his favorite easy chairThe aging man endures his failing healthNowadays preoccupied arranging his affairsAnd adding up the value of his wealthHe says a prayer and falls asleep, then somewhere in a dreamHe's searching for his children and he's calling out to them"Will I leave enough behind to help you get alongPlease tell me how will I be counted when I'm goneIt won't be by your worldy goods, it won't be by your gainsAnd not among possessions you bequeathBut wisdom, grace and kindness and the power of your love will beThe measure of the legacy you leaveThe working day is over and the woman in her primeAlone now in her office looks aroundAn unfulfilling business is the only sight she seesThe ticking of the clock, the only soundShe closes up and locks the door and trudges down the hallSongtexteTakes her window seat that evening on the trainShe stares out in the darkness but the only thing she seesThe reflection of her weariness and strainHer mind begins to wander, she remembers all the yearsOf the struggle and persistence that go into such careersAnd here she is with everything she'd worked so hard to winAnd such an empty feeling burning deep withinAnother late and lonely night, the younger man walks homeAnd slowly climbs the several flights of stairsHe pulls the shade and locks the door, unplugs the only phonePuts himself to bed and says his prayersA blessing for my aging dad, my sister in her primeAnd a woman I once loved who got awayAnd for all the wasted moments when I took them all for grantedAnd for words I never had the nerve to sayAnother night of drifting in and out of restless dreamsOf unborn children, marriage, and the lives that might have beenBut lives that might have been are only lives that never wereAnd all I'll ever know's that I'll never know for sureHere's to every aging person and to all those in their primeAnd to passing on the love that you receiveFor wisdom, grace and kindness and the power of that love will beThe measure of the legacy you leaveThe power of your love will beThe measure of the legacy you leave Aus Songtexte Mania