… now it has gone, like the ending of a dream,
It has gone. All the things that might have been - disappeared.
It has pa**ed the only way it could,
It has pa**ed as the vein that brings the blood
Is unseen.
Can you not see? It is pa**ing by you now -
Can you not see? I can't even show you how to believe
That it is yours; to have but not to hold,
It is yours. Is the mine so full of gold
Before your eyes?
Can you not see there is something there for you?
Can you not see there is something there for you…
And for me… And for me?
And now the time is pa**ing swift away,
Now the time draws the closing of my day and of yours.
So say goodbye to those who must belong,
Say goodbye; for this cannot be wrong
To say.
It never came; but you were not to blame
It never came (I mean, you without the name or the dream).
Now it has gone, but how are you to know
That it has gone and that you are next to go
So goodbye…
Goodbye…
Goodbye…