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As the wind blows



people change, and people go



desires that used to burn like fires



shred to ashes  as the years go



humble children become arrogant businessmen



old friendships become of trifle matters



no more love after you grow



because thats the way the wind blows



children become stupid



because they can't make a profit



but are we really moronic



to treat others with undying respect



it's up to us to change the world



yet people still look down on us



and treat us like a speck



will the world ever brighten?



or is that only heaven?



dreams come and dreams go



because thats the way the wind blows



selfish men, crude desires



seeing this day after day



it frightens me to even think



that we might become like them someday



if only there was a way



to make the world a better place



but I guess we'll have to wait



because thats the way the wind



will never blow.