In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Wednesday, November 21, 2018
yesterday's child
one night I dreamed
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
all of my worries
flew into the sky
and exploded into
the fourth of July
with fireworks floating
like dragonflies
and the rest of my life
was ahead
if I could start over
I'd start over again
with a head full of questions
with time as my friend
I've always wondered
what happens if
your hope is outnumbered
by whatever you're with
I stood unencumbered
and chose not to resist
and the rest of my life
was ahead
one night I dreamed
I was yesterday's child
in a field of green
on the outskirts of wild
I'd committed no sin
I wasn't on trial
and the rest of my life
was ahead
the rest of my life
was ahead
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