there s no use in weeping though we are condemned to part there s such a thing as keeping a remembrance in one s heart there s such a thing as dwelling on the thought ourselves have nurs d and with scorn and courage telling the world to do its worst we ll not let its follies grieve us we ll just take them as they come and then every day will leave us a merry laugh for home when we ve left each friend and brother when we re parted wide and far we will think of one another as even better than we are wide and far every glorious sight above us every pleasant sight beneath we ll connect with those that love us whom we truly love till death we can burst the bonds which chain us which cold human hands have wrought and where none shall dare restrain us we can meet again in thought when we ve left each friend and brother when we re parted wide and far we will think of one another as even better than we are when we ve left each friend and brother when we re parted wide and far we will think of one another as even better than we are