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The lyrics to this song is an abridged version of T.S Eliot's "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock", one of my favorite poems. I wrote the music and the arranged the lyrics.

Lyrics:
Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening's against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question
Oh, do not ask, "What is it?"
Let's make our visit.

For I have known them all already, known them all;
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?
So how should I presume?

And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
its back upon the window-panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
time to murder and create,
time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions
And for a hundred visions and revisions
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think they will sing to me.
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.

For I have known them all already, known them all;
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?
So how should I begin?