1998

 

words and music by

john greene

 

Two scenes by Thomas Hardy, two days when gales ripped

The trees over the graveyards, left all pretences stripped

 

Two days that marked the nadir, a year that wiped away

All traces of my past life, my adolescent days

 

And yet the future stood by my side

Forever true and brave

It was only once around the sun

1998

 

Whenever I feel that my time, is running out too fast

I wander through those sad days, draw comfort from the past

 

When the future stood by my side

Forever true and brave

It was only once around the sun

1998