oh it's twelve o'clock
on the old grey wall
yet another year
'75 is here
I hear all the people celebrating
it's another year
darkness, darkness
inside my head
I'm on my own again
that's what I think I said
this place is just a one-horse town
so let the rain fall down
year and year again
I'll be sitting here reflecting
how nothing's changed
but am I still the same
people blow up all around me
yet I remain
nothing's changed
another day begins
the same old same again
it's like some movie scene
I know it all frame by frame
I'll try to figure out what it means
some other day
now my diary
is looking back at me
it's another year
'76 is here
I'm watching all the people celebrating
another year
it's another year
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