As chance would have it
when I added it all up
the choice came to the almost empty
versus the little bit left cup
the metaphor was clumsy
Turning 360 is just standing still
as long as revolutions keep on turning
nothing’s changed and nothing ever will
When I did the math
well glory be it turned out to be today
wonder what the odds are
it’s just the time each time I pray
and if this is number three six oh
If Revolution N’s at hand
tell me all about the milk and honey
the grapes and giants of
the promised land
what
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