When things are spinning out of control, stand still and wait for them to stop.
I sit patiently on this merrygoround
waiting for the spinning to stop and tread ground
It is all swings and roundabouts
You know the good times are lurking round
I am just letting nature take its course
There is no point in using force
The volcano erupts and the lava cools down
Good times and order will come back around
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