At times like this when I'm just getting tired
I try to focus my mind on one thing,
I think it's just the way my head is wired
That makes me want to play music and sing.
The happy woman loved On Hastings Beach
She really seemed as if she had been touched
On Sunday night a song managed to teach
Me, how to let go what is being clutched.
I am so busy now that I could pout
I'd love a moment just for feeling rest
Yet I have so much more to talk about
And struggle on and try to do my best.
So round and round the days and years they go,
There's nothing else on earth we need to know.