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Well the sheaves have all been brought,
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but the fields have washed away,
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and the palaces now stand
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where the coffins all were laid,
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and the times we see ahead
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we must glaze with rosy hues
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for we don't wish to admit
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what it is we have to lose
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millennia in coming,
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the modern age is here,
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it sanctifies the future
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yet renders us with fear,
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so many theories, so many prophecies,
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what we do need is a change of ideas,
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when we are scared we can hide in our reveries,
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but what we need is a change of ideas,
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change of ideas, change of ideas,
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what we need now is a change of ideas
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