Time, its not so timeless
And things never seem to change
Who we are and what we do
It’s stone, not rearranged
We live, we laugh, we love, we play
We fight, we kill, we fear, we hate
Never has it mattered what it is, the day and age
Things are all that separate the volume from its page
Do not look down on those who came before, they were the same
The things you have do not make you a wiser man than they
So it’s told, the times of old were better than today
For all that ever mattered was with whom at night you lay
Take a look at all the things that now you do portray
If only you, I tell unto, I pity what you say
How the World Should Work 