Something better change
Mirror whispering darkly
Hymns of old fresh and bright
Give us this day
Faith and glory, high praise
To any gods that would listen;
The world turns
Like a pink panther diamond, glistening
Exotic antiquities
In ancient places
Shallow mankind destroys all its old faces
Not knowing the lost it brings to tomorrow
Fragile times;
The world turns
Find focus away from distractions and noise
Wistful remembrance of winter days passed
The recent previous, sounds and sights of springtime enjoyed
On these grey days of summer
In the autumn of our lives
Taken to dreaming and living in the obscure
The world turns
Feast of friends of fiends and of foes
Crazy on flagons of mulled wine
Roast honeyed meats
And the jesters high jinxs
Music for the masses
Missed, out of time, lost in loose links
The world turns
I sleep
To dream
To find
All that is lost
In a world
So cruel
So unkind
We press the button
World turns not more
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