The current state of my affairs
Is that I think nobody cares
I might be sick
I might be well
Help me because I can’t tell
The facts of life
Are not to blame
The government acts in their name
Now I might be rich
I might be poor
Either way I lock my door
I’m not always sure what for
Calendars have such peculiar ways
I’m not talking about holidays
Just the movement of the sun
When your days have begun
And when they’re done
There’s a right to family
But I think it might have еscaped me
What I say herе is what I’ve got
Whether I like it or not
There could be some great meaning
Of which I am a parody
It’s just a thought
At least it’s free
Soon to be a memory
Hindsight is 2020
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Calendars have such peculiar ways
I’m not talking about holidays
Just the movement of the sun
When your days have begun
And when they’re done
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Antoine Diligent Lyrics – 2020 Visions