The moon rose higher..
And as I stood there brooding on the old unknown world...
I thought of the wonder when I First picked up the green light at the end of.the dock...
And as I stood there brooding on the old unknown world...
I thought of the wonder when I First picked up the green light at the end of.the dock...
I had come such a long way and my dream seemed so close that I can hardly failed to grasp it..
But I did not know that it was already behind me...
But I did not know that it was already behind me...
I believed in that green light, the orgiastic future that year by year reseeds before us ....
But that's no matter...
Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out are arms farther....
And one fine morning.
So we beat on, boats against the current...
Born back.... Ceaselessly into the past.
But that's no matter...
Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out are arms farther....
And one fine morning.
So we beat on, boats against the current...
Born back.... Ceaselessly into the past.
Ιυκα.
Taken from the heart breaking end of THE GREAT GATSBY ♥♥
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