Foregone

There are lies and say it’s a honey
All this light that day break brings
And the ancient bands that
Until the bad where you sleepy?
And we had agreed on Henry
Long before a flutter felt
And so it will be until memory
Makes the shadow of ourselves
And the ricks and the racks and the run
All the beats you believe that it’s not
But it’s foregone
It’s foregone
Can it be that this is given
This awaking from a long dark night
Of a soul so on and wizened
Sleep away to set to rights
And the ricks and the racks and the run
All would lead to believe that it’s not
But it’s foregone
It’s foregone
It’s foregone, it’s foregone
And the ricks and the racks and the run
All would lead to believe that it’s not
And the ricks and the racks and the run
It’s foregone
It’s foregone
It’s foregone
It’s foregone
Carry on
Oh, carry on