ain't it strange
how it seems
no one thing
is lasting
ain't it strange
to know
that to die
something must first grow
build it up build it high
investments will take you to heaven
ain't it strange
to think
that a single soul is bigger
than any nation you can imagine
is it strange
for me
to believe whole-heartedly
in you and me
we can grow before we die
knowing it doesn't matter where our dead bodies lie
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