Decades (Walsh) - 12:02

Minutes turn to hours
Counting seconds tick away
Another day tomorrow
Tomorrow, just another day
And days turn into years
And the time rolls by, over and over, again and again, and then
Years turn into decades
Decades
Start another decade
Times ten
Ten decades
One-hundred years
Ten decades

And the first ten started going so much faster
Than the whole one hundred years before
And the second ten, we started fighting
We fought The War To End All Wars
So somebody named the twenties "Roaring"
And in the thirties, we fought some more
And the fighting went on and on, nobody could stop it
So somebody built a bomb
All you had to do was drop it, right or wrong
They dropped it, they dropped it
And toward the end of the forties, after the storm, I was born

I am calling across a field
From far away, far away
This is my calling song
I am worried, I am concerned
There are reasons can't be explained
And there are questions that have no answers
That's the reason I wanna know
(How long, how long)
Can this go on? I wanna know
How long, how long?
When so many things happen, nothin' gets done
So many wars, no one ever won one, and no one ever will
No one ever will
I am calling
This is my calling song

And the fifties were the best, I guess
Except for the fighting
And the sixties were unrest, protest
We went to the moon
We had hopes, we had dreams
And sometimes late at night it still seems
Like Camelot
And the seventies lasted 'til May
And on the hill that day
I gave up, and started writin' "Decades"

And the eighties were a waste of time
And here we are in the nineties
Nine in a row, one more to go, oh
Over and over, again and again
One hundred years, ten years time ten
So many things happen, nothin' got done
So many wars, no one ever won one

Decades
Decades
Decades
Decades...