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Yesterday, when I was young

The taste of life was sweet

As rain upon my tongue

I teased at life as if

It were a foolish game

The way an evening breeze

May tease a candle flame

The thousand dreams I dreamed

The splendid things I planned

I always built a loss

On weak and shifting sand

I lived by night and shunned

The naked light of day

And only now I see

How the years run away

...

Yesterday, when I was young

So many happy songs

Were waiting to be sung

so many wild pleasures

Lay in store for me

And so much pain

My dazzled eyes refused to see

I ran so fast that time

And me at last ran out

I never stopped to think

What life was all about

And every conversation

I can now recall

Concerns itself with me

And nothing else at all

...

Yesterday, the moon was blue

And every crazy day

Brought something new to do

I used my magic age

As if it were a wand

And never saw or noticed

The emptiness beyond

The game of love I played

With arrogance and pride

And every flame I lit

so quickly, quickly died

The friends I made all seemed

Somehow to drift away

And only I am left

On stage to end the play

There are so many songs in me

That won't be sung

I feel the bitter taste

Of tears upon my tongue

The time has come for me

To pay for yesterday

When I was young...