Smile it gets better I promise
The seasons are changing normal is no more
reaching for outer space suddenly we explore
Polititions are barking on boxes promisses
they cant keep, Right or Left and State deep.
Human hunger liveing on the streets
no where to go the grim greets.
Every man for him self dosent last long
weakness has no strenghth
one day here next day dreams gone.
Know your nieghbor and do what you can
to help the earth heal,
stay away from medicine alcahol and docters
and you might as well try smileing.
The seasons are changeing normal is no more..
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