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Time flies account for our day dreams and circle Our rotten days by the window Then land in the palms of our hands My mind has never been one for a slow ride Always delights in a sweet tide Slipping away if we can All these lines keep changing I'll follow the stars tonight A blanket of coal for a beacon of light Who knows if i'm wrong or i'm right If i follow Three tries, give them to me i will need them Climbing the thorns of a long stem Petals will carry me home Green fields, a sign of the times and a strong yield Food on my plate is a good meal However the story unfolds All these lines keep changing (we stay the same) Stumbling through life's pages (and we can) Write them as we go