Rules of verse, prose and rhyme
Careful measures, line for line
What will withstand the trial of time
And fires of our sorrow
Cloth will rip and buildings fall
Yesteryears machines are no use to us all
But a phrase scribbled hastily on the wall
Will still be there tomorrow
The stories and songs of all that was achieved
Of things we discovered- and that we had to leave
There's no telling what we will be asked to belive
The future requires a past
And what will remain when we're finally gone
Take note of the times you've been right and wrong
Write down your stories, your thoughts and your songs
For only words will last
Careful measures, line for line
What will withstand the trial of time
And fires of our sorrow
Cloth will rip and buildings fall
Yesteryears machines are no use to us all
But a phrase scribbled hastily on the wall
Will still be there tomorrow
The stories and songs of all that was achieved
Of things we discovered- and that we had to leave
There's no telling what we will be asked to belive
The future requires a past
And what will remain when we're finally gone
Take note of the times you've been right and wrong
Write down your stories, your thoughts and your songs
For only words will last
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