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May 26, 2006

Yesterday When I Was Young

Roy Clark

Seem the love I've known has always been
The most destructive kind
Guess that's why now
I feel so old before my time


Yesterday when I was young
the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue
I teased at life as if it were a foolish g ame
the way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
I always built alas on weak and shifting sand
I lived by night and shunned the naked light of the day
and only now I see how the years ran away

Yesterday when I was young
so many drinking songs were waiting to be sung
so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me
and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see
I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out
I never stopped to think what life was all about
and every conversation I can now recall
concerned itself with me and nothing else at all

Yesterday the moon was blue
and every crazy day brought something new to do
I used my magic age as if it were a wand
and never saw the waste and emptiness beyond
The game of love I played with arrogance and pride
and every flame I lit too quickly quickly died
The friedns I made all seemed somehow to drift away
and only I am left on stage to end the play
There are so many songs in me that won't be sung
I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue
The time has come for me to pay for yesterday when I was young

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