There is no past
There is no past my dear
Take what can last
Like folded grass my dear
But your moon that day
Turned around anyway
And the face it showed
Was the same again
You should know
There is no past
There is no past my dear
Take what can last my dear
Like all of
But your moon that day
Turned around anyway
And the face it showed
Was the same again
You should know
I am enough, I am
