paroles de chanson Too Late Too Soon - Will Varley
Crossed
that
great
ocean
of
time
The
memories
come
sailing
Like
the
waves
on
the
back
of
your
mind
They
slowly
start
breaking
To
the
sound
of
a
tune
And
the
smell
of
perfume
in
the
evening
Where
the
band
used
to
play
Then
they
would
get
up
and
say
they
were
leaving
And
some
of
those
waves
they
crash
on
the
cliffs
They
come
beating
In
eye
of
the
storm
when
everyone
else
is
still
sleeping
Well
that's
where
I
saw
you
The
foot
of
the
wave
like
a
mountain
Well
I
could
not
tell
if
you
were
laughing
or
if
you
were
drowning
We
first
met
in
that
little
back
room
Too
late
too
soon
Too
late
too
soon
I
lost
my
way
Sometime
ago
I
remember
Beneath
the
part
of
your
dreams
A
letter
it
seems
I
could
not
send
it
Now
the
places
I
go
There's
no
way
to
know
if
you're
still
wondering
If
you
still
wear
the
same
scent
Or
which
song
I
meant
to
be
humming
In
the
small
room
above
us
Two
aging
lovers
wrote
poetry
And
the
sound
that
they
made
Shook
the
whole
building
so
quietly
I
never
believed
I
could
be
so
deceived
And
so
blinded
I
left
a
note
for
myself
on
my
shelf
I
hope
I
never
find
it
Like
the
frost
when
the
first
flowers
bloom
Too
late
too
soon
Too
late
too
soon
I
get
older
You
get
younger
And
there's
only
so
long
I
can
hold
off
becoming
my
father
See
I
try
and
I
try
but
I
lose
myself
in
these
delusions
Till
I'm
hiding
in
an
unfinished
model
of
my
own
surroundings
But
we'll
meet
in
the
middle
Sometime
we'll
share
the
same
standing
And
just
for
a
day
it'll
feel
like
nothing
is
dying
And
we'll
scream
at
the
top
of
our
voices
that
nothing's
worth
keeping
We'll
be
born
as
soon
as
we
wake
up
And
we
will
die
as
soon
as
we're
sleeping
Like
the
sunset
says
to
the
moon
Too
late
too
soon
Too
late
too
soon
Well
my
head's
a
war
zone
Filled
with
shadows
and
tyrants
So
head
back
into
that
ocean
towards
the
horizon
And
you
better
leave
quickly
Before
the
swells
to
rough
for
sailing
And
remember
that
there
was
nothing
here
worth
saving
And
I
try
to
forget
you
And
try
to
prepare
for
this
weather
Because
I
got
a
feeling
that
this
storm
will
be
raging
forever
It
was
late
and
the
band
were
packing
their
things
into
their
vans
And
the
girls
behind
the
bar
were
shouting
"Finish
up
as
fast
as
you
can"
Suddenly
it
cut
through
the
room
I'm
sure
that's
the
same
perfume
All
the
things
that
we'll
never
do
Too
late
too
soon
Too
late
too
soon
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