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When I was young, I was so carefree, At least that’s how It seems to me, Isn’t it strange, How things turn out to be? Full of hope, Full of passionate dreams, A thrilling new world Lay right before me, Isn’t it strange, How things turn out to be? Glass half full, Then it’s half empty, My mood can change So very unpredictably, Isn’t it strange, How things turn out to be?
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Jul 24, 2017
Jul 24, 2017 at 4:03 AM UTC
How Things Turn Out To Be
When I was young, I was so carefree, At least that’s how It seems to me, Isn’t it strange, How things turn out to be? Full of hope, Full of passionate dreams, A thrilling new world Lay right before me, Isn’t it strange, How things turn out to be? Glass half full, Then it’s half empty, My mood can change So very unpredictably, Isn’t it strange, How things turn out to be?
'How Things Turn Out to Be' is, as the lyrics make manifestly clear, a song from one of my episodic ‘glass half empty’ periods, this one dating from 2016.
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Jul 24, 2017
Jul 24, 2017 at 4:03 AM UTC
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