I forget what happens on the fourth of July
Or when the rent is due
Dates and deadlines just float by
But I always remember you
What Columbus set out to discover
Isabel already knew
There'll be horizons and skylines
But I always remember you
If I could rearrange history
And give it to you as a gift
There would be one more movement
In Beethoven's fifth
Why, oh why, in a land of plenty
Some just have to make do
At the end of a breadline with just a penny
I'll always remember you.
...currently discussing the US presidential election campaign until Inauguration Day.
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