Opposites

Have it blood that run through my lips
And not wine,
Be I such the man?
Have it pain that keep me up at night
And not pleasure
Be I such the man?
Have it regret and sorrow that weigh my heart
But not happiness, not joy
Be I such as the man who I claim to live as?
No, i think not.
No, for blood and whine have differing thickness
No, for pain and pleasure have opposing causes
And no, least of all no for the wars fought between happiness and sorrow.
No, be I a better man.

And All The Days Come Back To Me,
Come Back To What We Used To Be.
And In The End We'll Find The Rest.
The Rest Has Gone Away.
And Yesterday We Used To Say
We?d Never Change And Stay The Same.
And In The End We'll Find The Rest.
The Rest Has Gone Away.

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