These are rough times,
too rough for our fragile minds,
figures come out without their signs.
The time to leave will be our past,
times that are never going to last, turn brightly into dust.
Today i'll see,
another way may be free,
you know you must learn to take it as it comes here by the sea,
you never know what you're going to be.
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