These Days

Now I’m not feeding off you I will rearrange your scales
If I can and I can
Marching the ocean marching to the sea
I had a hat I put it down into some preach down
Picked it up slapped it on my head
All the people gather
Carry each his burden
We are young despite the years we are concern
We are hope despite the times
Settle on these days
Happy throngs take this joy wherever, wherever\\ldots
I wish to meet each one of you
And you meet you if I can and I can
We have many things in common name three
Now I’m not feeding off you I will rearrange your scales
If I can and I can
I wish to meet each one of you and you me you