The Business Of Things Songtext
It's a cold, cold time. It's a cold, cold time,
And it makes me wonder
If I'll ever forget
How cold I
How cold I and the world can be.
And the line gets drawn, and we draw the line,
And we say it's only
The business of things.
How can it be?
I can't live in the past,
Hard-shelled and moving fast,
Change, it's the racecar of time.
Everyone nods along,
I have done nothing wrong,
And it feels like a crime.
And it's a bright new day,
It's a bright new day,
And the crazy thing is
That I wish my old friend
Would say that it's fine,
Say I'll be fine in a cold, cold time.
How can it be when it's you and me?
And it makes me wonder
If I'll ever forget
How cold I
How cold I and the world can be.
And the line gets drawn, and we draw the line,
And we say it's only
The business of things.
How can it be?
I can't live in the past,
Hard-shelled and moving fast,
Change, it's the racecar of time.
Everyone nods along,
I have done nothing wrong,
And it feels like a crime.
And it's a bright new day,
It's a bright new day,
And the crazy thing is
That I wish my old friend
Would say that it's fine,
Say I'll be fine in a cold, cold time.
DAR WILLIAMS
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