Echoes
| Why do I bother, why do I care |
| Time turns in echoes |
Yesterday is here
|
While
I do wander, how do I fare |
Echoes
of time |
Announcing end is near
|
| Telling me to bother, echoes of care |
| Yesterday's time is fear |
And echoes everywhere
|
Why
do I bother, why am I here |
Is
it a crime? |
To
promenade in despair |
| Echoes are rolling, time is deaf |
| Yesterday is unheard of |
| Tomorrow is in repair
|
Many
are few, only are two |
A
dozen in a dime |
Echoes is my chief
|
| Why do I wonder, how do I bear |
| When time does not seek us |
And
I am among a few. |
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