In times like these, in times like thoseWhat will be, will be, and so it goesAnd it always goes on and on and on and on and onOn and on and on and on and on it goesAnd there's always been laughing, crying, birthing, dyingBoys and girls with hearts that take a giving breakAnd heal and grow and recreate and raise and nurtureBut then hurt from time to timeLike these, in times like thoseWhat will be, will be, and so it goesAnd there will always be stopping, going fast and slowAnd action, reaction, and sticks and stones and broken bonesThose for peace and those for warAnd God bless these ones, not those onesBut these onesMay in times like these, in times like thoseWhat will be, will be, and so it goesAnd it always goes on and on and on and on and onAnd on and on and on and on and on it goesMmhmmBut somehow I know it won't be the sameYeah, somehow I know it'll never be the same