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Yesterday when I was young |
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the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue. |
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I teased at life as if it were a foolish game, |
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the way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame. |
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The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned |
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I always built alas on weak and shifting sand. |
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I lived by night and shunned the naked light of the day |
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and only now I see how the years ran away. |
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Yesterday when I was young |
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so many drinking songs were waiting to be sung, |
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so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me |
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and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see. |
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I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out, |
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I never stopped to think what life was all about |
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and every conversation I can now recall |
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concerned itself with me and nothing else at all. |
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Yesterday the moon was blue |
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And every crazy day brought something new to do |
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I used my magic age as if it were a wand |
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And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond |
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The game of love I played with arrogance and pride |
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And every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died |
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The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away |
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And only I am left on stage to end the play |
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There are so many songs in me that won't be sung, |
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I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue. |
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The time has come for me to pay for yesterday |
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when I was young. |
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