The Best of Times
Are you looking at us now
Are you wondering how
We could let the world get in such a state
Is your heart filled with pain
When you see torrential rain
Drowning cities and leaving them to fate
Are you sitting with your friends
Asking if this is the end
And wondering if there is any hope
Could the precious gift you gave
Tell us how to behave
Or have we slipped too far down the slope
Yours were the best of times, that's what you say
That life was so much easier than the one you see today
Yours was the worst of times, surely you can see
That all the things you dreamt of have now come to be
As bad as things are now
These are the best of times
I have never seen
Sitting at the guillotine
A woman knitting as the blade hits its mark
I've never seen a child
From hunger made wild
Abandoned and crying in the dark
There are far far better things
Than your arrows and your slings
Outrageous fortune though for some will always be
The poverty you knew
And the icy wind that blew
Have now weakened, surely you can see
Yours were the best of times, that's what you say
That life was so much easier than the one you see today
Yours were the worst of times, surely you can see
That all the things you dreamt of have now come to be
As bad as things are now
These are the best of times
Are you wondering how
We could let the world get in such a state
Is your heart filled with pain
When you see torrential rain
Drowning cities and leaving them to fate
Are you sitting with your friends
Asking if this is the end
And wondering if there is any hope
Could the precious gift you gave
Tell us how to behave
Or have we slipped too far down the slope
Yours were the best of times, that's what you say
That life was so much easier than the one you see today
Yours was the worst of times, surely you can see
That all the things you dreamt of have now come to be
As bad as things are now
These are the best of times
I have never seen
Sitting at the guillotine
A woman knitting as the blade hits its mark
I've never seen a child
From hunger made wild
Abandoned and crying in the dark
There are far far better things
Than your arrows and your slings
Outrageous fortune though for some will always be
The poverty you knew
And the icy wind that blew
Have now weakened, surely you can see
Yours were the best of times, that's what you say
That life was so much easier than the one you see today
Yours were the worst of times, surely you can see
That all the things you dreamt of have now come to be
As bad as things are now
These are the best of times
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Writer(s): Nemo James
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