Noone's Anyone
I wonder what more you can ask of me
when all I had was yours (and gone).
Well now our ride is over - let it be;
since "what has never been can't last for long".
Well, Noone loved her Anyone (and danced
his song), but everyone else chanced their dids
(yes these spectators, won't understand
he's missed). And well does it matter how he lived?
But now I do not want to cry again
when I hear the sound of Cumming's sour refrains -
can't think of letting you another chance
and not see us in star moon sun and heavy rain.
Don't ask me then, to try again - I'm not promise-bound
to try and keep a love that we had never found.
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