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Look see how the world goes round

Look see how the day goes on

You it won't stop to help you

Me it won't stop to help me.

All the time a wind is blowing

Where it's blowing next we don't know

Look some spend their days in slumber

Look someone is weary toiling

Home be my guest and come back home.

Come you'll be better off at home.

All the time someone is dying

Where he's dying next we don't know

I sit in the sunset

Watching God's evening

Receding so gently now

Into the Westlands.

I think I'm at peace now

But of nothing am I certain

Only which way will the wind blow next time

You you might never have been saved

Ah well you might not have been so brave

Time would have shown the parting waves

And you slipping under Autumn's gaze

And now I know that nothing is what it ever seems.

I sit in the sunset

Watching God's evening

Receding so gently now

Into the Westlands.

I think I'm at peace now

But of nothing am I certain

Only which way will the wind blow next time