When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark.

At the end of the storm
There's a golden sky
And the sweet silver
Song of a lark.

Walk on through the wind

Walk on through the rain

Though your dreams
Be tossed and blown.

Walk on
Walk on

With hope in your hearts

I And you'll never walk alone

You'll never walk alone.

Walk on
Walk on



By Gerry And The Pacemakers

I can endure
Chill my way out
Of anything.
But what did Buddha do
About others' suffering?
They infect me.
I wish I could help.
Seems rude for me
To be so content
Over here
With whatever.

All that's needed
just keep from drowning
or do we need more
something to spice up life
thats probably why
we have gods and toys
what would we have
if we threw those away
each other
A scary thought
some disagree
but they might be crazy.