Life has to be something better than what we can see around us. It must be a kind of utopia that’s just beyond that hill, or just a little bit after the horizon. Whatever the case, it has to be there. I don’t see any other way on how this would work. I think it’s up to us to make life better than it is. Does that make sense? I sure hope it does to someone who’s reading this. If it does then I’ve done something right. If it doesn’t? Well that’s another story for another time.
Oh life, had you been different
you wouldn't be the same
the lessons learned
the tears fought through
all would be forgotten
knowing nothing
and learning nothing
how silly you'd become
I prefer the lessons
I love the heartache
I need the loneliness at times
dear life you mean so much to me
you're not an easy road
I'll give you that
but you're a road for sure
you wouldn't be the same
the lessons learned
the tears fought through
all would be forgotten
knowing nothing
and learning nothing
how silly you'd become
I prefer the lessons
I love the heartache
I need the loneliness at times
dear life you mean so much to me
you're not an easy road
I'll give you that
but you're a road for sure
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