I turned the pages of a book
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A man once wrote while reminiscing |
He talked of love and his lost hope
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Of getting back what he was missing |
He said the past remains the past
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And cannot ever be tomorrow |
And what is lost cannot be found
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Or be regained or even borrowed |
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He was a man a lot like me
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But then again we're all related |
We travel through life's ups and downs
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Some days we're sad and some elated |
So his life story just like mine
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Was one long tale of love and passion |
And what he learned of what had gone
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Was that all fire must burn to ashes |
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And what goes up keeps
going up
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Till when at last it
turns and crashes
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And all I've left of all
we had
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Is this one empty heart
full of ashes
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- Instrumental - |
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Sometimes I've won and then I've lost
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I've paid the cost but don't regret it |
One thing I know… to fail to try
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Is to be sure I'll never get it |
I have no fear of losing all
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I'll stay the course that holds me faithful |
And keep in mind that life's a gift
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And as its guest I must be grateful |
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So as we part I'll say goodbye
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And wish all you've ever wanted |
I lay no blame… I know you tried
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The flower died that we both planted |
I'll carry on although you've gone
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And bear my sadness till it passes |
And I'll recall what I have learned
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Is that all fire must burn to ashes |
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And what goes up keeps
going up
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Till when at last it
turns and crashes
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And all I've left of all
we had
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Is this one empty heart full of ashes
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One empty heart full of
ashes |
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The inspiration for "Heart Full of
Ashes" came from this quotation...
"I had learned one of the bitter
lessons of life: never try to regain the past, the fire will
have become ashes."
from Reminiscences
(1964)
by Medal of Honor Recipient, General of the Army Douglas MacArthur
(1880-1964)
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