The Great Gatsby (Song A Day #1232)
36Her voice is a deathless song
Rock of the world, founded on a fairies wing
Her voice is full of money
You can't repeat the past
She used to understand me
In Louisville she moved fast
And we rose and fell in that
We jingled and jangled in it
Oh the cymbals song of it
Sounded like this
There is no difference between men
a thinning briefcase of enthusiasm
A singing compulsion, a whispered listen
An arrangement of words never to be played again
A decade of loneliness
I am one of the few honest people I've ever known
She asked me questions
In her low, thrilling voice
I followed it up and down
Compelled I had no choices
And we rose and fell in that
We jingled and jangled in it
Oh the cymbals song of it
Sounded like this
A singing compulsion, a whispered listen
a thinning briefcase of enthusiasm
There is no difference between men
An arrangement of words never to be played again
And now I'm thirty and now i'm thirty years old
A thinning list of single women to know
There's a big difference between the sick and the well
Thinning hair and if I die who will care
My greatest fear in life
Is that someday I am gonna die alone
Of course the funny thing
Everybody dies alone
People all around
You close your eyes you're on your own
So let's rise and fall in this
Let's jingle jangle in it
And the cymbals song of it
Will sound like this
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