Wond'ring Again

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There's the stillness of death on a deathly unliving sea,
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and the motor car magical world long since ceased to be,
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when the Eve-bitten apple returned to destroy the tree.
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Incestuous ancestry's charabanc ride,
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spawning new millions throws the world on its side.
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Supporting their far-flung illusion, the national curse,
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and those with no sandwiches please get off the bus.
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The excrement bubbles, the century's slime decays
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and the brainwashing government lackeys would have us say
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it's under control and we'll soon be on our way
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to a grand year for babies and quiz panel games
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of the hot hungry millions you'll be sure to remain.
G              C9           G/B          G/Bb         Cm7
The natural resources are dwindling and no one grows old,
G                D/F#          F            C            D  D4 D D4
and those with no homes to go to, please dig yourself holes.
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We wandered through quiet lands, felt the first breath of snow.
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Searched for the last pigeon, slate grey I've been told.
C                  D               G   D/F#       D             Em   G
Stumbled on a daffodil which she crushed in the rush, heard it sigh,
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and left it to die.
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At once felt remorse and were touched by the loss of our own,
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held its poor broken head in her hands,dropped soft tears in the snow,
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and it's only the taking that makes you what you are.
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Wond'ring aloud will a son one day be born
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to share in our infancy in the child's path we've worn.
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In the aging seclusion of this earth that our birth did surprise
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we'll open his eyes.