years

years will come, years will go, but all over the world, yound men and yound women will always dream dreams and put these dreams into song. nothing important dies tonight. just a few ugly guys on a crappy ship. the only sadness tonight is that, in future years, there'll be so many fantastic songs that it will not be our privilege to play. but, believe you me, they will still be written. they will still be sung and they will be the wonder of the world.