Past
The past is old and new,
Through and through.
It's filled with mistakes,
With high and low stakes.
Filled with tears,
And everyone's fears
Filled with misery
And everyone's stories
Of freedom and joy
Everyone's a different story
Of love and sorrow
That could reach a million 'morrows
Of pain and guilt
On to which anger is built
Them from anger to glad
From glad to sad.
From good to bad memories
memories of good simply,
to live forever and ever
they die never
For they live on
Till way after we're gone
They will never expire
because they live in hearts attire
From which dreams inspire
They never tire
Or grow farther away
They are here to stay.
The past is old and new,
Through and through.
It's filled with mistakes,
With high and low stakes.
Filled with tears,
And everyone's fears
Filled with misery
And everyone's stories
Of freedom and joy
Everyone's a different story
Of love and sorrow
That could reach a million 'morrows
Of pain and guilt
On to which anger is built
Them from anger to glad
From glad to sad.
From good to bad memories
memories of good simply,
to live forever and ever
they die never
For they live on
Till way after we're gone
They will never expire
because they live in hearts attire
From which dreams inspire
They never tire
Or grow farther away
They are here to stay.