Where is the fire you built your dream on?
There's something strange, there's something wrong
I see a change—it's like when love dies.
I who have known you for so long,
I see the pain in your eyes !
There was a time you lived your life,
And no one lived the way that you did!
You had a plan, you chose a wife,
You saw the world as very few did!
You had it all—the overall!—
You seemed to know just what to live for!
But now it seems, you don't at all.
You have your work—and nothing more! ...
~Leslie Bricusse, His Work and Nothing More
Posted by Ben Trovato : the time of your life