Things change fast 'Cause who can tell My friend makes rings She's a mystic in the sense But scared to ask We think too big But deep inside Cancer, too All for the best Don't ask God And praise the shapes Without you pray to rain So I pray to hands But as for health The story goes And so he called All the wise men to the hall And here's the thing Engraved in black Danny Schmidt This Too Shall Pass Things change fast My friend makes rings We think too big Cancer, too Don't ask God So I pray to hands The story goes And here's the thing Things change fast If today's become tomorrow My friend makes rings We think too big Cancer, too Don't ask
God So I pray to hands The story
goes And here's the thing |