Pushing thru the market square, so many mothers sighing
News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying.
Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying
I heard telephones, opera house, favorite melodies.
I saw boys, toys electric irons and TVs
my brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people
I never thought I'd need so many people.. (
etc) (David Bowie -"Five Years")
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"We've got Fiiiiiiiiiive Years, what a surprise"
you are following the Mayan calendar, aren't you?
wee!