Soon you'll not remember anything
But then someday neither will I
Tomorrow though is nothing to fear
Because father it's always today
Life won't flash before your eyes
Instead will fall away then melt like snow
The secret storms of your wild youth
Now just gentle breezes, warm and faint
Soon you'll not remember anything
though
there
storms
standing
breezes
before
father
youth
again
flash
nothing
anything
always
tomorrow
gentle
because
coattails
hanging
thumb
shores
instead
little
faint
palace
place
whole
neither
remember
today
secret
someday
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