Listen son
It’s al ‘right to feel
It’s OK to cry
It’s even acceptable to not be perfect
In everything you try
Failure can be positive
If bent another way
A kind of subtle back-burn before
The fire of success comes your way
Its not the end of everything, but the
Beginning of something new
It’s probably the way you see it
Is the shape that comes to view
A mountain so enormous
Never seeming to be climbed
Until you’ve done some treading
Most likely one foot at a time
Some day you get right up there
You’re laughing with the clouds
And at some stage you lose your grip again
Falling all the way back down
So you pick yourself right up
Spit gravel from your mouth
And head to other climates
I’m recommending south
On the way you meet a few kind souls
Perhaps a little wiser than yourself
Some who might begin to question
The state of your mental health
But don’t despair; it’s all good stuff
The journey, the quest, the sport,
Some days you’ll go a long way
On others you’ll pull up short
Just keep going that’s the main thing,
I’m buggered if I know where, cause’
Eventually south goes north
And every other where
Keep treading, keep smiling,
Don’t forget to breathe
It’s important to enjoy yourself
And keep something up your sleeve
It isn’t easy, this I know,
When some old ****** gives advice
You think he’s a little crazy and
He don’t talk so very nice
You’re probably right, he might be mad,
But the thing about this is,
It’s better to keep asking questions
Than be sitting in a tizz
Complain or question or kick or scratch
The ticket is the train you catch
The one for somewhere, the one that goes
Not sitting at the station and picking at your nose
Get on board
Live a life
Have some fun and
Cause a bit o’ strife, now
I’m sorry I can’t say more than this
But I reckon you know why; it’s
Coz you’ve got a good long life to lead
And I’m about to die.
MChallis @ 1999/2014
Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 12:13 AM UTC
Listen son
It’s al ‘right to feel
It’s OK to cry
It’s even acceptable to not be perfect
In everything you try
Failure can be positive
If bent another way
A kind of subtle back-burn before
The fire of success comes your way
Its not the end of everything, but the
Beginning of something new
It’s probably the way you see it
Is the shape that comes to view
A mountain so enormous
Never seeming to be climbed
Until you’ve done some treading
Most likely one foot at a time
Some day you get right up there
You’re laughing with the clouds
And at some stage you lose your grip again
Falling all the way back down
So you pick yourself right up
Spit gravel from your mouth
And head to other climates
I’m recommending south
On the way you meet a few kind souls
Perhaps a little wiser than yourself
Some who might begin to question
The state of your mental health
But don’t despair; it’s all good stuff
The journey, the quest, the sport,
Some days you’ll go a long way
On others you’ll pull up short
Just keep going that’s the main thing,
I’m buggered if I know where, cause’
Eventually south goes north
And every other where
Keep treading, keep smiling,
Don’t forget to breathe
It’s important to enjoy yourself
And keep something up your sleeve
It isn’t easy, this I know,
When some old ****** gives advice
You think he’s a little crazy and
He don’t talk so very nice
You’re probably right, he might be mad,
But the thing about this is,
It’s better to keep asking questions
Than be sitting in a tizz
Complain or question or kick or scratch
The ticket is the train you catch
The one for somewhere, the one that goes
Not sitting at the station and picking at your nose
Get on board
Live a life
Have some fun and
Cause a bit o’ strife, now
I’m sorry I can’t say more than this
But I reckon you know why; it’s
Coz you’ve got a good long life to lead
And I’m about to die.
MChallis @ 1999/2014
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