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The Limit

By Bruce Clifford

Do you see the stars
Count them one by one
Opening the jar
The limit has just begun

Do you feel the wind
Time is running late
Money that you spent
The love, the joy, the hate

There's a limit to how much I can take
There's a limit, the point of no return
Before my final break

Do you taste the wine
Empty jars on the wall
You thought things were going fine
Until you took this fall

There's a limit to how much I can take
There's a limit, the point of no return
Before my final break

I don't know how much more I can take
There's a limit
No, you've found it

2/18/2010 Bruce Clifford


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