My Mother, she told me once
at the end of our days
Let the rains fall down
and wash this life away.
There won't be no hand for holding
no trouble for your pain
Just shaking legs beneath you
And the storms that bring the rain.
My Father, he told me too
with that twinkle in his eye
Stand your ground, my darling
and just watch those waves go by.
Just because the road is longer
the path's not gone away
Your feet have found their footing
and the ground has lost its sway.
I had a lover, who said to me
don't you worry about it all
Hearts don't break the bend
and they don't regret the fall
So come on down and tell me about yourself
tell me about your day.
Come on down and listen,
To what I've got to say,
- Author: Rose.a.lee ( Offline)
- Published: July 17th, 2018 10:09
- Category: Unclassified
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