Books are immortal sons deifying their sires.
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Just Remember
A crooked chimney standing in the middle of a field
Once surrounded by the walls of work
By laughter and by love
The sound of children playing
I love you, yeah you
A crooked tree stands naked near the center of the field
Barely rooted in the browns and grays
Of earth that once was green
A place long since forgotten
In a world of yesterday
Except by me, yeah me
And Oh, whose plan was this anyway
And I never thought "He" would want it to be that way
It once was beautiful, right here
It still is beautiful, in here
You once were beautiful, I hear
I hear it can be beautiful
Just remember
A twisted little image in your perfect little world
Of the chapter where it'd all begun
About a song already sung
Burnt around the edges
Nearly faded, nearly gone
Even you, yeah you
A shiny building standing in the center of today
Where indifferent people go to work
Go about their pay
Knowing they've forgotten
In a most convenient way
Yesterday, away
And Oh, whose plan was this anyway
And I never thought "He" would want it to be that way
It once was beautiful, right here
It still is beautiful, in here
You once were beautiful, I hear
I hear it can be beautiful
Just remember
And Oh, whose plan was this anyway
And I never thought "He" would want it to be that way
It once was beautiful, right here
It still is beautiful, in here
You once were beautiful, I hear
I hear it can be beautiful
Just remember
It once was beautiful, right here
It still is beautiful, in here
You once were beautiful, I hear
I hear it can be beautiful
Just remember