...so we refuse to take it tragically. The cataclysm has happened, we are among the ruins, we start to build up new little habitats, to have new little hopes. It is rather hard work: there is now no smooth road into the future: but we go round, or scramble over the obstacles. We have to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize
The stars are words
and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words,
and so is this world too.
And I realize that no matter where I am,
whether in a little room full of thought,
or in this endless universe of stars and mountains,
it’s all in my mind.
I know you’ve come To tell me that it’s over Well, all right I’ll let you go free
But, baby Though it may be over for you It’ll never be over for me
Made up my mind Not to start crying But there’s more Than the eye can see
‘Cause, baby, inside My heart is breaking apart ‘Cause it’ll never be over for me
I’ll know every time I look up at a star Your face is gonna come in view
And every time The wild wind touches my lip I’ll think of your kiss And feel so, so blue
If ever you find That you were mistaken No matter how long That my heart beats Just come on back Oh, forget about everything, yes ‘Cause it may be May be over for you, yeah But it’ll never be over for me, oh, no