How could something so true
Become something so false?
It takes me by complete surprise every time.
This, my life,
It’s turning out like a dream.
Where everything rests firm
On an unfirm rest.
Where friend and lover are a flicker of transience
To float across the scene
and disappear as a twilight to remember
And be forgotten among the twilights everyday.
This, my life,
Here you must learn to uncare,
Here you must let it be.
Just let it be.

I know this all, I keep telling myself.
But this night is closing in now
All around me,
I fight to hold it off, and I am losing.
It happens every night, my love,
And I don’t know
I just don’t know
How to let it be.

1Life.