To Step Aside

By the cathedral into the sun
Pilgrims are singing their journey done
I look at my short life and think of all the champagne that I drink
With all the faces that I know
and how much further can one go?
And if I decide
To step aside
I will try to reply the feelings I hide
I look from my window down to the square
At workeers still queuing patiently there for market forces
To provide what history's so far denied for a different kind of fate
Than to labour long and always wait
And if I decide
To step aside
I will try to return to the person inside
Will I always need you?
Would you want me to?
Can you love me for good the way you thought you could?
Or will spring bring rain and summer burn?
Will tears at last precede the turn from summer warmth
to sudden cold as certainly as growing old?
And if I decide
To step aside
I will try to forget all the tears that I'll have cried
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