Peacock Johnson

In times like those
What will be, will be
And so it goes

And it always goes on and on
On and on, it goes

And there has always been laughing, crying, birth, and dying
Boys and girls with hearts that take and give and break
And heal and grow and recreate and raise and nurture
But then hurt

From time to time like these
And times like those
And what will be, will be
And so it goes

And there will always be stop and go and fast and slow
Action, reaction, sticks and stones and broken bones
Those for peace and thosе for war and God bless these onеs
Not those ones but these ones made

Times like these
And times like those
What will be, will be
And so it goes

And it always goes on and on
On and on, it goes

But somehow I know, it won't be the same
Somehow I know, it will never be the same