To Start, To Stop
I know the starting and stopping drill
Oh, I know it all too well
One day you're driven
The next you're in a spell
Oh, could it be no destiny
Or maybe no real zeal
Could talking remove you're eye on the prize
It seems to me there is no denying
I know the starting and stopping drill
Oh, I know it all too well
To Start, To Stop
Who cares the lot
It will never end well
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