Never Again
Richard Thompson
O who will remember, O who will be sure
And still feel the silence as close as before
And was there a season without any rain
And never, O never, O never again?
The time for dividing and no-one will speak
Of the sadness of hiding, and the softness of sleep
O will there be nothing of peace 'till the end
Or never, O never, O never again?
Old man how you tarry, old man how you weep
The trinkеts you carry and the garlands you keep
For the salt tears of lovеrs and the whispers of friends
Come never, O never, O never again