Now Lyrics - Poor Old Lu

Dont dream of hours gone by 

Of seconds came and spent 

Dont wish on distant stars 

Of worlds come and went 

Oh, what do I see? 

Tripping through the moments 

And to my shame 

Ive longed for years and months and days and days 

Dont wait for cloudless skies 

When the sun breaks in between 

Dont hope on fruitless things 

Whats in our hands, on what is seen 

Oh, what do I see? 

Tripping through the moments 

And to my shame 

Ive longed for years and months and days and days 

Dont swim in drowning grief 

Anticipating the despair 

Dont choke the seeds of joy 

Give them life and give them air 

Oh, what do I see? 

Tripping through the moments 

And to my shame 

Ive longed for years and months and days and days 

Since I held the hands 

That bore my shame 

I count the years and months and days and days