كلمات Two-Part Invention

See how the chips fall where they may How my lips sink ships, drift astray How I've mised you, I've been a bad boy But seventeen, it takes forever and me I was already on fire, dreaming wth angels Remember every little thing You've got to remember every little thing My child, there, I know I'm coming to get you, but oh I'm running so slow, like a dream And the dawn it is quickening My friends, they all thought I was the one who was lost I learned that irony from the start of my life Remember every little thing You've got to remember every little thing Trumpets peal I've realized all that's real And love is a white-golden road I pave with my blood now I was a fraction at best A sad king's court jester, or less I was a two-part invention She was my melody God, she was my melody