Life is composed of funny things.
You can feel as though you’re stuck in a cage,
Until you see the world for what it brings.
Full of love that pulls on your heartstrings,
Then at once it’s the opposite, like the turn of a page.
Life is composed of funny things.
People you know with life as rich as kings,
Assumed to live forever and know nothing of age,
Until you see the world for what it brings.
Would it be possible to soar with giant angel wings?
“Never,” they declared in an attempt to assuage.
Life is composed of funny things.
The contentedness of which the world seemingly clings
Goes on forever as if on rampage,
Until you see the world for what it brings.
Day after day we live life on swings.
Back, forth, up, down, taking it gently so as not to enrage.
Life is composed of funny things,
Until you see the world for what it brings.