So Long

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So Long

 

I WONDER WHY IT’S HARD TO SLEEP AT NIGHT WHEN

 

HOLDING EACHOTHER TIGHT IS SOMETHING I MISS

 

DONT KNOW IF IT’S WRONG OR RIGHT IT KEEPS ME UP AT

 

NIGHT THIS OLD GRANDFATHER CLOCK IS STILL TICKIN

 

 

 

ON AND ON AND ON

 

YOUR STILL GONE YOUR GONE YOU’RE GONE

 

IT’S TICKIN ON AND ON AND ON

 

YOUR STILL GONE YOUR GONE YOU’RE GONE

 

 

 

I DONT THINK I SHOULD TALK TO YOU WITH ALL THE THINGS

 

YOU DO YOU GOT A BRAND NEW MAN I UNDERSTAND YOU’RE PLAN

 

IT’S HARD TO SLEEP AT NIGHT BUT ITLL BE ALRIGHT

 

CUZ THERES A WHOLE LOT MORE THAN EMPTYNESS TO LIFE

 

I DONT KNOW WHY IT MADE ME CRY

 

IT A BEUTIFUL WORLD WITH A GREAT BIG SKY AND THIS OLD

 

GRANDFATHER CLOCK IS STILL TICKIN

 

 

 

ON AND ON AND ON

 

YOUR STILL GONE YOUR GONE YOU’RE GONE

 

IT’S TICKIN ON AND ON AND ON

 

YOUR STILL GONE YOUR GONE YOU’RE GONE

 

 

 

WELL IVE GOT MY SELF AND IVE GOT MY FRIENDS

 

IT ONLY THE BIGGING FAR FROM THE END

 

SO... SO LONG SO LONG SO LONG...............SO LONG   

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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