You better start swimming, or you'll sink like a stone. Because the Time's they are a-changing.

Crimson flames tied through my ears Rollin' high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I Proud 'neath heated brow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth "Rip down all hate," I screamed Lies that life is black and white Spoke from my skull. I dreamed Romantic facts of musketeers Foundationed deep, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now.

The truth is far from you, so you know you got to lie. Then you're all the time defending what you can never justify.

Remember when you're out there trying to heal the sick, that you must always first forgive them.

There doesn't seem to be any tomorrow. Every time I wake up, no matter in what position, it's always been today.

You don't have to be afraid of looking into my face. We've done nothing to each other that time will not erase.

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