Wouldn't you rather have it this way
As the earth folds forward
Cast backward we are
A new day
Missiles that keep the peace
Creep up on us
And surpass the place of disease
Who's in a writing mood these days
Thank ole Eli Lilly
And starring upward, one could see
Time before hand
And the sun, it's hotter now
So much safer 50 years ago,
How do you know?
Born in '77
All of this C14 dates you well
And to a bead of glass we will become
From the sand and dust before
Caskets keep us from returning,
But you know the end will come soon
As the blood moon rises overhead
The timeless chant resounds
"Aren’t the Russians our friends now?"
But it wasn't like that centuries ago
For we felt what we feel now
And the blankets kept them warm
Only to wake up itching
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