Changing Times

What if there is no right or wrong
And the tree of life is just a song
And the music plays to keep us secure
Not waving oceans to endure
As it all just comes apart
We’re floating back to the start
Where it all comes together
And there’s no sign of Noah’s weather
As we meet the end of days
It’s just the start in many ways

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