The older I've become, the less certain I am about anything. I find certainty - particularly when it's based on faith or dogma - to be a scary and dangerous proposition.
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Lyrics
Lately things have lost their sense of rhythm
The music of my life has slipped off key
Nothing’s very clear
The signs have disappeared
And I can’t tell from here
What’s gonna happen
The climate here is shifting into chaos
The weather’s getting weird and crazy-eyed
The seasons of the year
No longer seem so clear
And I can’t tell from here
What’s gonna happen.
Practical philosophy… computerised astrology…
Pundits and pronouncers of the way.
Join the dots or read the cards… chicken guts or broken shards
There isn’t any truth beyond today
Whoever’s in control has had a breakdown
The elders playing games of truth or dare
Dame Fortune’s torn her dress
A damsel in distress
And I can’t even guess
What’s gonna happen.
They say sun and we get snow
You said you’d stay and then you go
No-one really knows… no no-one really knows
No-one really knows
What’s gonna happen.
Science and belief create conviction
And certainty is scarier than doubt
So what are we to do?
There’s no point asking you
We haven’t got a clue
What’s gonna happen.
