The evening brings an ache
For all the things I’ve seen
From things I never knew
To all things dear to me
And if tomorrow comes to pass
As the day that wasn’t meant to be
Know that today was wonderful
And you’ll live forever in my memory
"Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent." -Victor Hugo
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
- Verse Seventeen -
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