For somethin’ to live
Somethin’ else gotta die
No way around it
No point in cryin’

We move through life
In our various guises
Child to adult
Adult to middle age
Then on to retirement
If one is so lucky

A little bit of excitement
A little bit of fear
With so little time
What else’s one to do?

Somethin’s gotta sink
For somethin’ else to swim
No point in pretendin’
Don’t set me to explainin’
The reason why
Except to say

Even if outa tune
Once in a while
This boy’s gotta sing
This boy’s gotta fly


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03/21/2021

Posted on 03/21/2021
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