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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=71298" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Time Table</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A carved oak table,<br>Tells a tale<br>Of times when kings and queens sipped wine from goblets gold,<br>And the brave would lead their ladies from out of the room<br>To arbours cool.<br>A time of valour, and legends born<br>A time when honour meant much more to a man than life<br>And the days knew only strife to tell right from wrong<br>Through lance and sword.<br>Why, why can we never be sure till we die<br>Or have killed for an answer,<br>Why, why do we suffer each race to believe<br>That no race has been grander<br>It seems because through time and space<br>Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore.<br>A dusty table<br>Musty smells<br>Tarnished silver lies discarded upon the floor<br>Only feeble light descends through a film of grey<br>That scars the panes.<br>Gone the carving,<br>And those who left their mark,<br>Gone the kings and queens now only the rats hold sway<br>And the weak must die according to natures law<br>As old as they.<br>Why, why can we never be sure till we die<br>Or have killed for an answer,<br>Why, why do we suffer each race to believe<br>That no race has been grander<br>It seems because through time and space<br>Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Genesis - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=71298" data-title="Time Table" data-description="A carved oak table, Tells a tale Of times when kings and queens sipped wine from goblets gold, And the brave would lead their ladies from out of the room To arbours cool. A time of valour, and legends born A time when honour meant much more to a m..."></div> </div> </div>
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