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Apr 2013
If the wishing well is broken
Don't throw your coins at the sky

Don't throw them ugly stones at me (x4)

1.
Every day you see a pretty eye
And now you're thinking all kinds of things
Till you find yourself at hell's door.....yourself at hell's door
And nobody knows of your hard journey.

2.
You're keen to bear this necklace of pain
Don't be such a martyr, my love
You see just roses without thorns.....just thorns without thorns
Well, Lady Fortune's not quite available, oh she's not there!

If the wishing well is broken
Don't throw your coins at the sky

3.
Old woman, bent double in shawl
Hobbling all her painful life
On her quest to be at the wishing well
Only to find she's not a guest there, her coin's too old.

4.
You point me to a blank wall
So I have to find a hole to crawl through
To escape the loneliness, the labels and taunts
Well, baby..don't you know that I'm already on my knees
Already begging please....!

So, if the wishing well is broken
Don't throw your coins at the sky.


S T, 5 Avril 2013
Capo on 5.


So, when the hand of age touches the brow and shapes start going....awry....what happens to dedication?

How often do we see ageing family members (aunts, uncles, grandparents) almost 'silenced' by younger generations (kids and grand kids)....?

:-/

"Oh, don't mind him, he's going deaf."

"Whaaaaat, granny?  I can't HEAR you!"

"Do I have to take in granny's tea, Mom? Can't Jenny do it? Granny talks so much and she mumbles to herself...."

"Oh, darling ...why do WE have to look after your parents...you've got many siblings....plus, they're so finicky and have demanding habits....plus.....(    )....."

:-/

Then, when the heavy hand of technology is foisted so upon our beings, how do we expect them to still keep up with all-a that....lol
Talk about demands....!

Their 'rambles' can offer so much in the way of wisdom and grace, if we but took just a little time (and patience) to sift through.....




Not all of this piece deals with said sad element, of course.

Nearly everything I do....has a twist of SOME kind in it....so, look out for it, if ye dare :)

Ha!



Chillax on max smiles, pax-style!

:)
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