[00:00.10]If i have the space of half a day,
[00:06.37]I'm ashamed of half the things I say.
[00:10.35]I'm ashamed to have turned out this way,
[00:16.94]and i desire to make amends:
[00:22.57]But it don't make no difference now,
[00:26.27]and no one's listening anyhow,
[00:29.64]and lists of sins and solemn vows
[00:36.07]don't make you any friends.
[00:41.65]There's an old trick played,
[00:42.88]when the light and the wine conspire
[00:45.91]to make me think I'm fine.
[00:48.50]I'm not, but i have got half a mind
[00:54.85]to maybe get there yet.
[00:59.82]When the sky goes pink in Paris, France,
[01:03.79]do you think of the girl who used to dance
[01:07.29]when you'd frame her moving within your hands,
[01:13.60]saying This I won't forget?
[01:18.96]What happened to the man you were,
[01:22.47]when you loved somebody before her?
[01:26.25]Did he die?
[01:27.46]Or does that man endure, somewhere far away?
[01:37.69]Our lived come easy and our lives come hard.
[01:41.51]We carry them like a pack of cards:
[01:45.28]some we don't use but we don't discard,
[01:51.29]but keep for a rainy day