Time will say nothing but I told you so,
Partner out again all night on the tiles,
Meaning in his jokes and his breakfast smiles.
The way it will be, the way it can go.
Wars start and wars continue and wars stop
Words hold up, are crossed out, resurrected
They stand in for truth, are redirected
Speaking of yesterdays when old bombs dropped.
Still your words still us, me and millions.
Your books are read, your sins vermilion.
Cigarettes calming, red wine Chilean.
English of yours, English that is ours
Setting out a pattern of the hours,
Setting suns gone down on the old powers.
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