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When I ramble down

In my paltry crown

I hear that things will change

But nothing will change

And you tumble down

In your tattered gown

They say things will change

But nothing will change

Through the loss, the pain

Oh the love you’ll gain

Through the years of strain

Oh the life to gain

Through the loss, the pain

Oh the life

You can drink your wine

From your earthly vines

They say things will change

But nothing will change

Oh the love you’ll gain

Through the years of strain

Oh the life