I have a statue of the Buddha
But I don't chant sutras
Keep it on my bookshelf
Life is suffering

And also gratitude
3 young sons
Vienna in the snow
Lost wedding ring

Nothing at all lasts
Tired, rest in the day
My sons: callooh! callay!
Sam Cooke could sing

Lonely little life
Drifting toward death
I've had my fun
I've had my fling

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