Cycles

So I’m down and so I’m out…but so are many o    thers;

So I feel like tryin’ to hide my head beneath these covers,

Life is like the seasons – after winter comes the spring.

So I’ll keep this smile awhile, and see what tomorrow brings

I’ve been told and I believe that life is meant for livin’;

And even when my chips are low, there’s still some left for givin’.

I’ve been many places, maybe not as far as you;

So I think I’ll stay awhile and see if some dreams come true.

There isn’t much that I have learned

Through all my foolish years

Life keeps runnin’ on in cycles –

First there’s laughter, then those tears.

But I’ll keep my head up high, although I’m kinda tired;

My gal just up and left last week; Friday, I got fired.

You know it’s almost funny, but things can’t get worse than now,

So I’ll keep on tryin’ to sing…but please, just don’t ask me how.