Take a look around, all things green and brown. They are here to stay. The people walking by, buildings built so high. They'll be gone someday. . A piercing sound so loud takes over the crowd.
Pessimistic, yes, it may seem. But if you'd been there, you'd know what I mean. The struggle and suffering that won't go away. . It won't go away. It won't go away.
I am not the one to blame. We are all part of the problem. Damper your complaints. We are all, we are all to blame.