We have come far and wide,
Taking each new hitch in stride,
Wondering when the wrongs will right
And if it is really worth the fight.
The fight is good, the fight is just,
This is something in which we must
Put our all, give our best,
All the time we have to invest.
We come from a golden past,
Struggles far and few, they never last,
Fun times for all, a glorious start,
Begun by the best, the bright, the smart.
Times are changing, a new wind is blowing,
The dust is settling, new embers are glowing,
Out with the old, in with the new,
That this change would come, who ever knew?
The old grew old, the beginning is ending,
The very essence of our home, away we are sending.
Now we have a new breed, a new core
To take the helm, to write the new lore.
What will come? What will be?
What new wonders? We shall see.
Will it be better? Will it be worse?
Will it stay free or cost us our purse?
The new have come, the new are here,
The new have the wheel, the new now steer.
The old are fading, the new are glowing,
But how long until the next wind starts blowing?
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