Many's the time I've been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes, and I've often felt forsaken
And certainly misused
Oh, but I'm all right, I'm all right
I'm just weary to my bones
Still, you don't expect to be
Bright and bon vivant
So far away from home, so far away from home
And I don't know a soul who's not been battered
I don't have a friend who feels at ease
I don't know a dream that's not been shattered
or driven to its knees
but it's all right, it's all right
for we lived so well so long
Still, when I think of the
road we're traveling on
I wonder what's gone wrong
I can't help it, I wonder what's gone wrong
And I dreamed I was dying
I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me
Smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty
Sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was flying
We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the age's most uncertain hours
and sing an American tune
Oh, and it's alright, it's all right, it's all right
You can't be forever blessed
Still, tomorrow's going to be another working day
And I'm trying to get some rest
That's all I'm trying to get some rest
Do you ever think about what's gone wrong?
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Reply:Hey....I Like It !!!
Reply:That's a long poem. Did you write it? If so, good show! If not, weell, it was good anyway. My answer - stick your head into the future, and the past will take care of itself.
Reply:Yes
Reply:Yes I do and try to correct it
Reply:You so crazy Morrissey...
Reply:Has your Hair-Gel stuck your Head to that Wall............?
Reply:Huh?!
Reply:It's just like a pill.
Reply:Brilliant song by a brilliant songwriter. I'd love to think of a reply but I don't have the lyrics to hand.
Reply:Yeah I think about it and that's all I do. It's gone and dealt with. Finito la musica pasato la festa.
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