One swallow never made a spring
You can buy a crown Beware the trinkets that we bring When the visionary dreams set hard and grey as flesh made into stone
You tore the statues to the ground crying And now they're gone, all is gone
But these changing winds can turn cold and hostile The freedom passion and the two faced call
They dance together upon the wall
With nothing left to break the fall Now twentyThe college buildings stand
And the ghosts of hope walk silent halls at the death of the Promised Land
All is gone, all is gone
But these changing winds can turn cold and hostile And in the shadows of the crowded square, a thousand paper deals go down
And hungry sharks from everywhere smell the blood and head for town
Innocence starts to peel away The past it eats the future up and this blind desire eats everything Now the rats they leave one stricken ship for another sailing past
Your world was going nowhere slow while ours goes nowhere fast
And now it's gone, all is gone.
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