too soon there's only yesterday
without an answer to dismay
those yesterdays of memory
and what my life turned out to be
that's all I'll ever really know
and in the end they steal the show
I treasure yesterday always
I'll not recall the clouds and haze
when I remember yesterday
the sunlight falls upon my way
across the Universe I go
with all my yesterdays aglow
too soon there's only yesterday
without an answer to dismay
those yesterdays of memory
and what my life turned out to be
good yesterdays of memory
and what my life turned out to be
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