How Many Heartbeats

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Time is running out,
still so many mountains to climb;
I’ve been a selfish man —
I’ve been a bad man too many times.

Nighttime fell on this town a thousand years ago,
and it never got back up again.
The circus-crowd’s been howling its demands ever since,
but I’m just trying to remember what Sophia said.