Underneath the sun time is an illusion, nonetheless

Come together, never mind the weather

Whatever makes the morning fun

On a carousel, the past is never gone, it’s just begun

Here comes the future now raining down on everyone

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Remember Auntie Norah, she was sitting in the corner

Smoking cigarettes and sipping milky tea

She said “If you look behind the curtain

The future is quite certain, predetermined and precisely guaranteed”

Whatever we do it’s a ship without a view

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Just around the bend the arrow of disorder points the way

Come tomorrow, which ever path is followed

The outcome is a trip to journey’s end

The moving finger writes and having writ moves on across the page

No exceptions made, whatever’s done is done

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Remember Auntie Carla, she was sitting in the parlour

Downing G&Ts galore and righting wrongs

She said “Time is nature’s way, by establishing delay,

Of keeping everything from happening all at once”

Whatever we do it’s a ship without a view

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In our little world the universal clock ticks blindly on

Quite oblivious, never for a purpose

Whatever makes a happy song

What will be will be, free will is illusion in the mind

But keep on dreaming on ‘cause nobody knows the time

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Dream on. How did it get so late? Dream on. Sitting on the garden gate

Dream on. A dream is a dream but keep on dreaming anyway

Dream on and on and on

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Whatever we do it’s a ship without a view

Whatever you do the future will come true.