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Tomorrow Never Comes
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When I was a child, and blissfuly wild
The smell of the onion grass and the leaves in piles
With wind would blow. It never snowed
The hillsides turned greener as the air grew cold
We would throw the logs onto the fire
The smoke would make me cry
That was long ago. Back then time moved so slow
Now I hardly notice today, only tomorrow
But tomorrow never comes
Or only in my dreams
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