Cassandra

Cassandra, keep it down I don't think they can hear you now Don't think they heard you first time 'round No, they can't hear you No, Cassandra Cassandra, it won't make sense Not if you think and think again But still they do say life is forgiving And ends are partnered with beginnings And daily, you saw it come And you gave warning, but couldn't run And so you watched until it was broken And knew that foresight delays no motion I know it's awful I know it bruising I know you can't see past the conclusion But still the world turns upon its axis And we make circles so we can match it And read our lines, though we've had no practice Cassandra, keep it down I don't think they can hear you now Don't think they heard you first time 'round Now, they can't hear you There's no answer And maybe there's something great That gives us meaning, if we wait But still I'm human, I'm broken-hearted I see your sundress and your sunglasses I hear your question, and how you ask it 'What use is love if it always passes?' And though they do say life is forgiving What use is life to those who aren't living?