‘Tis hopeless now I know
they say that hope
goes last and that it should not go.
But now
But now
‘Tis hopeless now:
The day’s now ending in a sweet romance
The dusk is lighting up the city-lights
And the dark night the city now enfolds
Into its mantle that it may dream and sleep.
Full constant/Eternal pessimist, I,
‘Tis hopeless now I know.
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