In times like these,
in times like those,
what will be, will be.
And so it goes.
And it always goes on and on and on and on and on.
On and on and on and on and on it goes.
And there's always been laughing,
crying,
birth and dying,
boys and girls with hearts
that take a give and break and heal and
grow and recreate and raise and nurture,
but then
hurt from time to time.
Like these, in times like those,
what will be, will be.
And so
it goes.
And there will always be stopping,
going fast and slow and action,
reaction,
and sticks and stones and broken bones,
those for peace and those for war.
And God bless these ones,
not those ones,
but these ones.
Made times like these,
in times like those,
what will be, will be.
And so it goes.
And it always goes on and on and on
and on and on and on and on and on
and on it goes.
Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
But somehow I know
it won't be the same.
Yeah, somehow I know
it'll never be the same.