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Apr 2019
Things are changing
Can you hang on
Things are changing
Bang a gong

Write it on my headstone
Things were changing
And he held on
Bang a gong

Ain’t the first
Won’t be the last
Things are changing
They can kiss my ***

Write it on my headstone
Write it in the sky
Things are changing
I’m holding on

Copyright Β© 2019 by Zane Safrit. All rights reserved.
The poem came from a conversation I had this week with a dear friend of mine. She'd texted me that line: 'things are changing.' As I wrote it, this tune from Otis Redding whispered to me: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yyhL0ioST_U
Written by
Zane Safrit  Iowa
(Iowa)   
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