Poor Old Lu - Now Lyrics
Don't dream of hours gone byOf seconds came and spentDon't wish on distant starsOf worlds come and went(Oh, what do I see?)Tripping through the moments(And to my shame)I've longed for years and months and days(And daysÂ
)Don't wait for cloudless skiesWhen the sun breaks in betweenDon't hope on fruitless thingsWhat's in our hands, on what is seen(Oh, what do I see?)Tripping through the moments(And to my shame)I've longed for years and months and days(And daysÂ
)Don't swim in drowning griefAnticipating the despairDon't choke the seeds of joyGive them life and give them air(Oh, what do I see?)Tripping through the moments(And to my shame)I've longed for years and months and days(And daysÂ
)Since I held the hands(That bore my shame)I count the years and months and days(And daysÂ
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