The past was beautiful and is not forgotten but forever replaying in my mind during this time of distress.

If only I could stand on shoulders of the giant that is father time and watch repeatedly what had once
been the glorious times of my life. Never again can this be redone, at least not with the same actors. For
some have gone afar and some have perished. Their memories are eternal and now exist outside our
realm of time. Time is not our enemy but a tool to our mission here.

The past was beautiful and is not forgotten but forever replaying in my mind during this time of distress.
If only I could stand on shoulders of the giant that is father time and watch repeatedly what had once
been the glorious times of my life. Never again can this be redone, at least not with the same actors. For
some have gone afar and some have perished. Their memories are eternal and now exist outside our
realm of time. Time is not our enemy but a tool to our mission here.

The past was beautiful and is not forgotten but forever replaying in my mind during this time of distress.
If only I could stand on shoulders of the giant that is father time and watch repeatedly what had once
been the glorious times of my life. Never again can this be redone, at least not with the same actors. For
some have gone afar and some have perished. Their memories are eternal and now exist outside our
realm of time. Time is not our enemy but a tool to our mission here.

The past was beautiful and is not forgotten but forever replaying in my mind during this time of distress.
If only I could stand on shoulders of the giant that is father time and watch repeatedly what had once
been the glorious times of my life. Never again can this be redone, at least not with the same actors. For
some have gone afar and some have perished. Their memories are eternal and now exist outside our
realm of time. Time is not our enemy but a tool to our mission here.

The past was beautiful and is not forgotten but forever replaying in my mind during this time of distress.
If only I could stand on shoulders of the giant that is father time and watch repeatedly what had once
been the glorious times of my life. Never again can this be redone, at least not with the same actors. For
some have gone afar and some have perished. Their memories are eternal and now exist outside our
realm of time. Time is not our enemy but a tool to our mission here.

The past was beautiful and is not forgotten but forever replaying in my mind during this time of distress.
If only I could stand on shoulders of the giant that is father time and watch repeatedly what had once
been the glorious times of my life. Never again can this be redone, at least not with the same actors. For
some have gone afar and some have perished. Their memories are eternal and now exist outside our
realm of time. Time is not our enemy but a tool to our mission here.
The past was beautiful and is not forgotten but forever replaying in my mind during this time of distress.
If only I could stand on shoulders of the giant that is father time and watch repeatedly what had once
been the glorious times of my life. Never again can this be redone, at least not with the same actors. For
some have gone afar and some have perished. Their memories are eternal and now exist outside our
realm of time. Time is not our enemy but a tool to our mission here.
The past was beautiful and is not forgotten but forever replaying in my mind during this time of distress.
If only I could stand on shoulders of the giant that is father time and watch repeatedly what had once
been the glorious times of my life. Never again can this be redone, at least not with the same actors. For
some have gone afar and some have perished. Their memories are eternal and now exist outside our
realm of time. Time is not our enemy but a tool to our mission here.
Never ever forget.

The past was beautiful and is not forgotten but forever replaying in my mind during this time of distress.
If only I could stand on shoulders of the giant that is father time and watch repeatedly what had once
been the glorious times of my life. Never again can this be redone, at least not with the same actors. For
some have gone afar and some have perished. Their memories are eternal and now exist outside our
realm of time. Time is not our enemy but a tool to our mission here.

The past was beautiful and is not forgotten but forever replaying in my mind during this time of distress.
If only I could stand on shoulders of the giant that is father time and watch repeatedly what had once
been the glorious times of my life. Never again can this be redone, at least not with the same actors. For
some have gone afar and some have perished. Their memories are eternal and now exist outside our
realm of time. Time is not our enemy but a tool to our mission here.