Friday, January 15, 2021

Lest . . .

. . . we forget 

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So I said,
I've got a roof o'er my head.
Some people can't even say the same thing.
But it's still not a fact
I can take any comfort in.
I want more to make up my legacy.
I'm not poor but everybody's telling me

Money can't buy everything.
You've heard it time again.
No money can't buy happiness.
When will you learn this fact of life my friend?

So I said,
I've got my very own bed.
I don't give it much thought
When I lay down my head.
But it's cold and it's lonely
In December on the street.
Why do you tell me these kinds of things.
I want more of luxuries that wealth can bring.

I want to be a squire a king a country gentleman
If I can if I can.
I want to get respect for what I have 
And not for what I am, 
Just a man, just a man.

So I said,
It's more than daily bread
That I'm talking about.
Can't you hear what I said.
You see, everything changes 
But we have to admit
What exists needs to be recognized
Not merely out of our fear of being chastised.



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