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Times are changing, we'll soon be facing |
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A story yet unknown. |
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Don't deny it, we can't defy it. |
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It'll happen on its own. |
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The past behind us, there to remind us |
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Of what could be again. |
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Fact or fiction, deep intuition |
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Of wondering how and when. |
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Once in a thousand years |
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The secrets of the past |
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Will change the way we see. |
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Across the ocean, the world's emotions |
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Are in and out of time. |
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The changing seasons, no rhyme or reason, |
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The choices, cruel or kind. |
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One day it's clear, then clouds appear |
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'cause nothing stays the same. |
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The thoughts that have conditioned you, |
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It's how you play the game. |
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But then the day will come around |
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We'll turn the world upside down. |