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These Days Are Different.

These days are different.

Gone are the machines we once knew.
Gone is the wine we used to brew.
Gone are the automobiles of old.
Gone is diamond, silver, and gold.

These days are different.

Gone are the children that we loved.
Gone are the eagles and the doves.
Gone are rivers in which we swam.
Gone are the trees of the land.

These days are different.

Gone are the schools where we learned.
Gone is the money which we earned.
Gone is the harvest and it’s crops.
Gone are the cloud’s raindrops.

These days are different.

Gone is the earth that we know.
Gone is the sun, wind, and snow.
Gone is the precious earth that was.
Gone is the human race because,

These days are different.
These days are different.
These days are different.