Gain from Bygones

Poor as it comes, the past be past
Tough count
Low as it gets, a past be past
Hard bite
But the business this long
be a trigger both ways:
Pull...or it be pulled!

Build the past
with ya present
Don't fret
Blast the past
from ya moment
Don't doubt
Flush the past
from ya memory
Don't count
Seal the past
with ya present:
All done!

Hot as we lose, past be past
Long song
Cold as we freeze, past is past
Hard grit
And the window this short
be a platform both ways:
Mount...or be mount!

What role for me, dear builder
I'm tasking to heed
What day in me, dear blaster
I'm hurrying to cast
What time is it, dear flusher
I'm tarrying to cheer
Which cut you take, dear sealer
I merry to mould

Dark as we were, the past is past
Crude crawl
Damped as we got, all past be past
Creep crawl
The go this go is the anchor of life:
Hook...or be sunk!

Do you wonder if I'll bother
Do you ponder why I bother
Well, stay calm, honey:
We live a now from whence we came
We have a now by how we build
So, damn your past if you will
It changest not
Shine your now as best you can
It buildest all
And the past will rest...
in perfect sleep:
To give you rest
and perfect peace

Poor as it comes, pray
Hot as we lose, pray
Dark as we are, pray
Then cast ya bridge, dear builder
and join me... in Mission Control:
To a past redeemed...To da past no more!

What do you think: All them "come-back kids" we hear about, see around...they didn't drop from Mars, you know? They did it all here, right here on Planet Earth. Yes.

Get hold of yourself...and just get on with it, folks! Get the past out of the way, it's fouling things and blocking you!! Yes.

Who the blast am I to say? Past or blast, tag me...Town Crier! Yes.