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.
Remember the simple times
the easy times of life
recall to your mind when things are rough
those fun times will return
so sit back and watch
as the coaster of life takes shape
carefully guide yourself through it
just don't let misery take flight
those joyful times will be back
they'll return to you again
ya have to go through the hard times
to grow and become strong
the easy times of life
recall to your mind when things are rough
those fun times will return
so sit back and watch
as the coaster of life takes shape
carefully guide yourself through it
just don't let misery take flight
those joyful times will be back
they'll return to you again
ya have to go through the hard times
to grow and become strong
Comments
Post a Comment