I think it's gone already
Though I know it's only just today
Will sure be over one day
And by then I'll be looking back
Probably re-reading these words
Wondering to myself what I was thinking of
Why the year appeared to be done
Before it had begun
Like time was flowing backward
Like time were flowing backward
Floating crossways through tunnels of air
They say, "the winds of change,
The winds of time"
Do they change everything?
Eventually, I wonder. Perhaps they do
But where do they blow from?
Too many questions
Obviously, from our mouths.
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