Things come wrapped up in time Like the past in a present Or the perfect line in a song They take their time And when they're gone They take their time with them And you can't have them back Because the time for them has gone And their time has gone with them The time for them has gone. There's an echo of them An echo of the time they were wrapped in Sweet or bitter in the memory But an echo is all, it's all I can reach now An echo of you An echo of you in your time Still echoing Like a star in the sky Like a star in the sky above me And the story of it's life Told backwards down this rod of light But at it's beginning.. Long extinct.
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