If the
day today was the day tomorrow,
would you
join me in a walk of crime?
If the
day tomorrow was a day of sorrow,
would you
help me kill the time?
If the
years to come are the years we've followed,
then will they
still hold the same fences?
If those
years to come will be as shallow,
then when
will we come to our senses?
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