Lots of Things

There are lots of places I’ve been
and lots of places I’m going.

Lots of things I’ve forgotten
and lots I’m still knowing.

If change is the one constant,
the second’s that I’m growing.

It’s time to get a move on;
the rooster outside’s crowing.

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Sunrise, sunset–
why won’t you help me forget?

Those bottles were full.
Now I’m feeling empty.

Our life was beautiful
up until you left me.

Sunrise, sunset–
please help me forget.