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Now those memories come back to haunt meThey haunt me like a curse
Now those memories come back to haunt meThey haunt me like a curse
The drama of life begins with a wail and ends with a sigh.
The drama of life begins with a wail and ends with a sigh.
Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.
Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.
That puts it not unto the touch
To win or lose it all.
That puts it not unto the touch
To win or lose it all.
Lose an hour in the morning, and you will spend all day looking for it.
Lose an hour in the morning, and you will spend all day looking for it.
Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.
Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.
Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
Every man is afraid of something. That's how you know he's in love with you; when he is afraid of read more
Every man is afraid of something. That's how you know he's in love with you; when he is afraid of losing you.
But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.
But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.