The Business Of Things Lyrics - Promised Land - Dar Williams

It's a cold, cold time 

It's a cold, cold time 

And it makes me wonder 

If I'll ever forget 

How cold I? 

How cold I and the world can be? 

And the line gets drawn 

And we draw the line 

And we say it's only 

The business of things 

How can it be? How can it be 

When it's you and me? 

I can't live in the past 

Hard shelled and moving fast 

Change, it's the race car of time 

Everyone nods along 

I have done nothing wrong 

And it feels like a crime 

And it's a bright new day 

It's a bright new day 

And the crazy thing is 

That I wish my old friend 

Would say that it's fine 

Say I'll be fine in a cold, cold time