So why does it go on?
To say it again in today's language?
But if we stopped talking, language would have no evolution.
And one could always just refer to the truth,
That is found within every age,
That when stripped of all meaning,
Is expressed in the exact same way,
And just understood when you are a certain age,
And everything is drenched with wonder,
And you may as well be speaking in the queen's english,
Or with a clap of thunder.
And it's alright,
I can't say anything right now.
I'm holding a small life in one hand,
Who knows all of this, anyhow.
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