We look back on the modern world With something like nostalgia; For time will flatten every hill, And humble every alpha Who claims their days to be the best. We're introspective, seldom, But still can smile harmlessly At this, a hearty welcome.
We look back on the modern world With something like nostalgia; For time will flatten every hill, And humble every alpha Who claims their days to be the best. We're introspective, seldom, But still can smile harmlessly At this, a hearty welcome.
