The Sunday Whirl

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The formerly hidden cave figures decided it was time to end the enigma that surrounded their group. The end of chaos could not be achieved and harmony was now a disappointing effort, though well meant by their made up society. Dressed in rough hewn gunny sack fabric robes, the only exposed skin on their forms were their faces. Necks were covered in layers of blue hued beads, enough to bind the color’s meaning to dwell in sorrow at the state of the world.

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Song Lyric Sunday

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The Times They Are A-Changin’

Song by Bob Dylan ‧ 1964

Come gather ’round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You’ll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin’
And you better start swimmin’
Or you’ll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin’

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won’t come again
And don’t speak too soon
For the wheel’s still in spin
And there’s no tellin’ who
That it’s namin’
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin’

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don’t stand in the doorway
Don’t block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
The battle outside ragin’
Will soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin’

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don’t criticize
What you can’t understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin’
Please get out of the new one
If you can’t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin’

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin’
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin’

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Bob Dylan

The Times They Are A-Changin’ lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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It’s About Time

JuJoJan 16 – Philosophy

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Went to a vendor, paid the fee

Wanted to learn philosophy

Only a dollar the ragged man said

Took the hat right off his head

Held it out for me to deposit

My dollar added to the hat’s composite

What can I tell you the man said in low voice

I needed help on how to make a choice

I wanted peace but how to get it

He had a wry smile and said forget it

There won’t be peace ever

It’s too easy to do and the rich won’t let it

The rich I queried, how? you say

They need the profits coming their way

Peacetime offers no money for them

War and unrest always favors them

I looked away down the street

Military advancing in heavy feet

Thanks for your answer I said sorrowly

Then we both turned ready to flee

The sound of heavy armed men in chase

I need to find a new safe place.

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Daily Prompt – JusJoJan the 16th, 2026