The Ghost of New Year's Past
Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2004 1:23 pm
The Ghost of New Year's PastI've seen it allI saw him in that old chairdrinking, watching his tvas the ball dropped in Times Squarehe's still the sameas when the old year was newand cursing all he should've doneis all he'll ever doI'm the ghost of New Year's Pastmy face reflects in ev'ry hourglassyears may fade but time survivesI watch what people do with lifethe first thing I teach is nothing lastsI'm the ghost of New Year's PastI've seen it allI saw that dark county roadseven kids packed in that sedanI felt the gas tank explodesame time this yearsome lay roses, some lay poemshoping the rhymes and petals get readcomforts those crying at homeI'm the ghost of New Year's Pastmy face reflects in ev'ry hourglassyears may fade but time survivesI watch what people do with lifethe first thing I teach is nothing lastsI'm the ghost of New Year's PastI haunt common day thingsflaked walls and cold, grey dreamsa smokey tavern booth,the sweet bird of youth'storn and tattered wingsso I've seen it allthough some things not enoughwhen one woman fell sick last yearit shook all she was sure ofbut she stood uptaking each day strong and slowand if she keeps walking aheadthat woman will never knowI'm the ghost of New Year's Pastmy face reflects in ev'ry hourglassyears may fade but time survivesI watch what people do with lifethe first thing I teach is nothing lastsI'm the ghost of New Year's Past(c)2004 Robert George