The clock curses and the calendar singsthe pendulum of your emotions swingsthose dark days of youth you thought were gone threw you a surprise partyso you stood on the mountaintopand never worried about the dropbut all you came away with was a real bad nosebleed Lightening strikes in the middle of the nightyou sit straight up and turn on the lightyou had a dream you were dying and nothing flashed before your eyessometimes you can never winsometimes you have to be your own best friendand sometimes that's one more friend than you've got Is it so hard to believewill you trust the whole world more than you trust youyou can question everything you knowbut some things will always remain true I know people who like to spend the daytaking everything the wrong wayjust think of all the girls named Gloria who must've thoughtthat song was about themyou can get mad, you can apologizebut you'll face yourself when you realizethat you've got no clothes and you're not even the emperor Is it so hard to believewill you trust the whole world more than you trust youyou can question everything you knowbut some things will always remain true Today the firehouse burned downthe doctor's dying in this townand every real estate office on Main Street is up for salebut there's plenty of roads and plenty of white linesno exit ramps, no speed limit signsbut on every road there's three lanes out of town and only one lane in Is it so hard to believewill you trust the whole world more than you trust youyou can question everything you knowbut some things will always remain true

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