I shall not think of those things today;
Tomorrow may never be.
Tattered and torn with broken mast,
My ships are all lost at sea


And I know they never shall be found,
These ships of mine
But shall drift ghost like
With the winds of time.


But I shall not worry about those things today,
For in some vast blue tomorrow ages away
Somewhere somehow all will be right.
And shattered dreams mended,
That are dead tonight.


I shall not dream no more,
Nor think of the wild sweet rose,
I will not worry about those things.
For it's too late
But do those things which seem so dear,
And wait



Thanks for the save Vini. I was wracking my brain and all I came up with is:


me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me

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