Do not cry because it's over,
that it will not come again
Rather, celebrate its being
and the memories that remain
For it was a thing of beauty
that soared in it's domain
And though we'll change about it
It will always be the the same
that it will not come again
Rather, celebrate its being
and the memories that remain
For it was a thing of beauty
that soared in it's domain
And though we'll change about it
It will always be the the same
