After After the Gold Rush
(To be sung to the tune of ‘After the Goldrush’)
Well I dreamed I was between two lifetimes
With a chance to view what I had been
I was looking for a justification
For the replay that I had just seen
There were some deeds
I bitterly regret
And I felt that I would cry
Wishing for a chance to clean the slate
Be forgiven for them bye and bye
There are days when I see things more clearly
When the Earth takes on a brighter hue
Every object in its right existence
No necessity to change the view
What comes to pass
Needs no rearrange
No missed chances for which I sigh
It has been an interesting experience
I’d accept I might live or die
I was sitting in a railway station
Wondering if I should take a train
Looking up to see a destination
Should I leave or should I remain
There was a voice
On the intercom
That reminded me: when I arrive
I would have no recall where I’d come from
I’d begin upon a brand new life
... Begin upon a brand new life
Copyright © Geoffrey Brewer | Year Posted 2020
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