Another Hour
When the candle’s burnt
And the fun’s been had
And your milk has gone sour
When the party ends
And the swing set rusts
There’ll still be another hour
When the newness wears off
And the sandcastles sink
And stillness strangles the last congratulatory flower
When the wrinkles appear
And friends grow unknown
There’ll still be another hour
When the orgasm ends
And love’s been confessed
And the heroine’s been kissed in a summer shower
When the house’s bought
And eternity’s been planned
There’ll still be another hour
When the dream’s been lived
And the world’s been formed
And life’s back in the hands of a higher power
When the crying’s over
And the hole’s been dug
There’ll still be another hour
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