I'd Be Smiling And Chatting Away, And

What We Call The Present Is Given Shape By An Accumulation Of The Past.

As Time Goes On, You'll Understand. What Lasts, Lasts; What Doesn't, Doesn't. Time Solves Most Things. And What Time Can't Solve, You Have To Solve Yourself.

The Sky Grew Darker, Painted Blue On Blue, One Stroke At A Time, Into Deeper And Deeper Shades Of Night.

You Have To Wait Until Tomorrow To Find Out What Tomorrow Will Bring.

..finally He Was Just Another Ant, Working And Working Until He Died Without Meaning.