SONG
YOU WILL FORGET BUT REMEMBER AGAIN
When I grow weary and bid you good-night,
When I'm asleep on my couch cold and white;
Pillowed with blossoms so pure and so pale,
Hidden from sight by the mystical veil,
You will remember me just for a while,
When the clouds hang over Life's changing dial;
But when the sunlight breaks out from the sky,
You will forget me where lonely I lie.
You will forget me and if a chance thought,
Dim with the mists the long cycles have wrought,
Fresh on your mind my lost image renews,
Quickly will perish its few faded hues.
When I'm asleep on my couch cold and white;
Pillowed with blossoms so pure and so pale,
Hidden from sight by the mystical veil,
You will remember me just for a while,
When the clouds hang over Life's changing dial;
But when the sunlight breaks out from the sky,
You will forget me where lonely I lie.
You will forget me and if a chance thought,
Dim with the mists the long cycles have wrought,
Fresh on your mind my lost image renews,
Quickly will perish its few faded hues.
But when you turn from the world's fleeting joys
When you grow tired of its glamour and noise;
Folding your hands for your last silent sleep,
Closing your eyes for that slumber so deep,
Dead recollections around you will throng,
They who have slumbered forgotten so long;
All the fleet years while they silent have lain,
You will remember, remember again.
Where'er my spirit shall journey I'll know,
Down in the world with its sunshine and snow;
Down in the world with its pleasure and pain,
You will forget, but remember again.
When you grow tired of its glamour and noise;
Folding your hands for your last silent sleep,
Closing your eyes for that slumber so deep,
Dead recollections around you will throng,
They who have slumbered forgotten so long;
All the fleet years while they silent have lain,
You will remember, remember again.
Where'er my spirit shall journey I'll know,
Down in the world with its sunshine and snow;
Down in the world with its pleasure and pain,
You will forget, but remember again.