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O Death! O Change! O Time!
Without you, O! the insufferable eyes
Of these poor Might-Have-Beens,
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O Death! O Change! O Time!
Without you, O! the insufferable eyes
Of these poor Might-Have-Beens,
These fatuous, ineffectual yesterdays.
It's linkage I'm talking about, and harmonies and structures, And all the various things that lock our wrists to the read more
It's linkage I'm talking about, and harmonies and structures, And all the various things that lock our wrists to the past.
The past is past and only a better Future can change that...
The past is past and only a better Future can change that...
John Anderson, my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
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John Anderson, my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonny brow was brent.
The best of prophets of the future is the past.
The best of prophets of the future is the past.
I cannot sing the old songs, Or dream those dreams again,
I cannot sing the old songs, Or dream those dreams again,
You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the read more
You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the present.
The next day is never so good as the day before.
The next day is never so good as the day before.
Weep no more, lady, weep no more,
Thy sorrowe is in vaine,
For violets pluckt, the sweetest read more
Weep no more, lady, weep no more,
Thy sorrowe is in vaine,
For violets pluckt, the sweetest showers
Will ne'er make grow againe.