We're only prisoners of circumstance

We're only prisoners of circumstance
Time has a way of slipping through your hands
Too young to notice too many plans
And the band plays on

We had the answers 'til the questions changed
Life it is sideways our smiles were strained
pretty picture in a broken frame
And the band plays on

This is were the road turns
Enter a new world
Did you have the time of your life
This is were the road turns
My friend my partner
We'll catch up some other time
We'll catch up some other time 
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