So many fear, of their future's home.
Is it fear of not getting back
Or fear of being a lone
Or old age and a heart attack.
Why must it all come down to this
Where the world strives for a better past
All that was long ago dismissed
Why can't they see it all won't last.
Future holds a better name
A better understanding
It won't all be the same
This world is changing
We all try to change the view of life
But place your heart some where pure
And find a better thing to strive
And things will be better for sure
I promise it'll all get better soon
Hold firm your shaking ground
Because it'll get better for you
We all just need to hear that sound,
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