Today the news is terrible and slow,
In Greece they're trying to empty out the banks,
Tunisia was once quite safe to go
But now survivors kneel and give their thanks.
At home the news was slightly less surreal,
I wrote a song and had a busy day
My poor wife was in bed and didn't feel
Too well and so the hours slipped away.
I walked down to the play park with the kids
We had an ice cream on our journey home
And now they're all in bed with joined eyelids
And I at last allow my thoughts to roam.
I like the song that came today it's good,
I wrote it as the voices said I should.
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