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We were ring around the rosy children

They were circles around the sun

Never give up, never slow down

Never grow old, never ever die young

And we who couldn't bear to believe they might make it

We had to close our eyes

Cut up our losses into doable doses

Ration our tears and sighs

You could see them on the street on a Saturday night

Everyone used to run them down

They're a little too sweet, they're a little too tight

Not enough tough for this town.

We couldn't touch them with a ten foot pole

No it didn't seem to rattle at all

They were glued together body and soul

That much more with their backs up against the wall

Hold them up, hold them up

Never do let them fall

Prey to the dust and the rust and the ruin

That names us and claims us and shames us all

I guess it had to happen someday soon

Wasn't nothing to hold them down

They would rise from among us like a big balloon

Take the sky, forsake the ground

Yes other hearts were broken

Other dreams ran dry

But our golden ones sail on, sail on

To another land beneath another sky

James Taylor, Never Die Young