As the World Turns

I know this world is turnin' Burnin' on the wild words, can't seem to explain More than just an outline born of fear I won't find solace here There's one thing wrong, chosen few I need soul to keep the whistle blown And it's so long before my future's come Drawn in sand and on, on Mmm, la-di-di-di-la Mmm, la-di-di-di-la-oh Mmm, mmm, mmm I know this world is turnin' Burnin' on the wild words, can't seem to explain More than just an outline born of fear I won't find solace here There's one thing wrong, chosen few I need soul to keep the whistle blown And it's so long before my future's come Drawn in sand and on, on Mmm, la-di-di-di-la Mmm, la-di-di-di-la-oh, mmm

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