All of my yesterdays are as a nothing
And all of my tomorrows are dust
The wind blows a gentle breeze of understanding
And I fall once again in your trust
I fall again like the night from the sky
As certain as a pure ray of sun
I fall again like a prisoner held captive
Under the aim of your gun
And the mountains still last in the distance
Despite all our human affairs
They will pass and out smart us
And endure beyond the years of our care
But how can I just a man
Hope to leave a trace in the sand?
When the tide will come in
And wash away my footprints
As if I never did stand
And how can you, just a woman
Hope to command the wind
When you may for short time direct her
But in the end she'll make up her own mind
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