So long so soon so new you see
This is the way of this new day
So what’s to say but for this we dream
Of yesterdays and forevers
For here I sit but tomorrow not
No more is known though to be sought
When one has loved but lovers not
For as the symphony doth begin to play
A quiet heart then take wing
But when the sounds have ceased
The people gone
Who then will be left to see the dawn?
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