ΜΕΡΕΣ

Ralph Waldo Emerson
(1803-1882)

 Days

Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days,

Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes,

And marching single in an endless file,

Bring diadems and fagots in their hands.

To each they offer gifts after his will,

Bread, kingdoms, stars, and sky that holds them all.

I, in my pleached garden, watched the pomp,

Forgot my morning wishes, hastily

Took a few herbs and apples, and the Day

Turned and departed silent. I, too late,

Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn.
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Kasabian

Days Are Forgotten

Aaaahh

Aaaahahahahaaa

Aaaahh

Aaaahahahahaaa

Hey son

I'm looking forward

You're leaning backwards

Of this I'm sure

Have you had enough?

Are you feeling rough?

Does your skull hurt?

Well if it's warm

Cos I am taking back what's mine

I am taking back the time

You may call it suicide

But I'm being born again

I'm waiting

Aaaahh

I'm waiting

Aaaahahahahaaa

Right here now

Aaaahh

I'm waiting

For someone

Or something

To take me

To take me over

Days

Days are forgotten

Now it's all over

Simply forgotten

Hail to the cypriot

Home bred

I've got blood lust

Feeding you bread crust

I leave no scar

You say I'm old hat

A fucking dirty rat

Call me a cliche

How right you are

Cos I am flipping bag of bones

I am righting all your wrongs

You may call it suicide

But I'm being born again

I'm waiting

Aaaahh

I'm waiting

Aaaahahahahaaa

Right here now

Aaaahh

I'm waiting

For someone

Or something

To take me

To take me over

Days

Days are forgotten

Now it's all over

Simply forgotten

Hail to the cypriot

Days

Days are forgotten

Now it's all over

Simply forgotten

Hail to the cypriot

I saw something

I get on the dark

It's the

You was at home

Chewing on monkey brains

I am out her

I'm just a sillhouette

You will never

Never ever forget

Days

Days are forgotten

Now it's all over

Simply forgotten

Hail to the cypriot

Days

Days are forgotten

Now it's all over

Simply forgotten

Hail to the cypriot

I saw something

I get on the dark

It's the

You was at home

Chewing on monkey brains