These last days, I've never known in so many ways Looking around me, I realise I've found me ablaze In the peace, deep in the soul of someone who sees That no revolution, no new solutions could ease. We might have to take the world the way we made it It seems we have to find a fight Though some of us ain't satisfied with less than any Universe I'm not sure that any side is right. Any side is just a passing figment of mind Made up of folks disillusioned and frightened inside In the main, we steer the easy course around pain Wars to end wars are like laws to end claws, they're insane Sweet anarchy, always so real and peaceful to be Moment by moment for facing the world honestly. We might have to take the world the way we made it It seems there ain't no turning back Though some of us ain't satisfied with less than any Universe Well, Hell, I'll have to go along with that 'cause I've got mine I've got mine, these last days.