Not Yet

Back in 1965: The Best is Yet to Come in Academic Pulchritude Landscapes

Not Yet 

 

Though we know it might happen any day 

In a flash, without a chance of replay 

It’s a cliché, a cheap throwaway 

Until it stares you in the face 

And time becomes a race 

  

Who will understand me? 

When you’re no longer here

Who will console me? 

Now you’re set to disappear 

Don’t go, not yet, don’t go 

Don’t go, not yet 

  

It’s a chase for every moment 

Before you vanish without a trace 

Awaiting the final erase, the only truth 

We’ll embrace the twilight of your youth 

  

Who will understand me? 

When you’re no longer here 

Who will console me? 

Now you’re set to disappear 

Don’t go, not yet, don’t go 

Don’t go, not yet 

 

Let’s dance 

Laugh and sing 

Until the Reaper clips our wing 

Let’s count our blessings in the hours 

Now the world is still ours 

 

Our summit fever was but a hunt for ghosts 

We neglected what we ought to have cherished the most 

Simple pleasures, the avoidance of pain 

Instead of what we could never attain 

 

Who will understand me? 

When you’re no longer here 

Who will console me? 

Now you’re set to disappear 

Don’t go, not yet, don’t go 

Don’t go, not yet 

 

 

Peter Corijn / Paul Numi

Arooj Aftab: Tiny Desk (Home) Concert Via Metafilter: “Arooj Aftab, who recently became the first Pakistani woman to be nominated for a Grammy, did a stunningly lovely and tranquil NPR Tiny Desk (Home) Concert in convent in Brooklyn late last year, singing in Urdu with a chamber ensemble that includes Celtic harpist Maeve Gilchrist, classical guitarist Gyan Riley, violinist Darian Donovan Thomas, and bassist/synth player Shahzad Ismaily.”