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The past is past and done. And so, while history repeats Not so with detail specific To lend itself to clear prediction
The past is past and done. And so, while history repeats Not so with detail specific To lend itself to clear prediction
Nobody has any idea what they’re doing Some pretend better than others But rest assured: it is a ruse.
There are worlds within the world Shadows of the order of things you know
We couldn’t give you the sky For your own But we wanted to show you What you could have If you wanted