I’m afraid of tomorrow
afraid of consequences
recession war
man’s worst influences
afraid for my home
afraid for my child
too thin too far
too many too wild
I tell myself there’s nothing
I can do about it
do I believe it’s all to chance
what magnet may route it
who cares what I believe
what’s coming is coming
and it’s me and this dark
and this tune I’m humming
what
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