When all the things you tried to think were good
have suddenly become the source of fear,
then at the very place where you first stood
has someone dropped an unforgivenlly tear.
And on the ground where those now lit the lights
I'm standing still but without things to know
'Cause we all be and go just like the tides
and can not say: Oh time, I miss you so.
Yes, everyhting has changed and not a sign
of knowledge here is to be claimed as mine.
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