Are gone, all gone,
I can't touch them, You cannot touch them,
You cannot take them away from me
What we had remains in our yesterday.
Good, bad, all that we never had, I hold as a trojan
After all what hasn't been cannot be held against me
But it remains true, untainted because it hasn't been
Not seen the day of light
But it holds true
A toast to yesterday, because it held such promise, such heavenly
delights
But today is here, and somehow yesterday carries me across today
Because even tomorrow holds more than I will ever know
Today, well today is another matter entirely. Every today well is
quite a challenge without you
Yeah well there you go....................................
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