BITTERSWEET

Maybe I am jaded now

or just too old to cry.

All the tears I’ve shed before

Have left my eyes quite dry.

Friends have come and friends have gone,

how bittersweet is nature.

Work is really never done,

wars are really never won,

lives are always left undone,

success is never measured.

Blisters used to pain my hands

’til callouses replaced them.

Caring always filled my days,

’til lack of it displaced it.

Friends have come and friends have gone,

how bittersweet is nature.

Work is really never done,

wars are really never won,

lives are always left undone,

success is never measured.

Living always pleasured me

and sorrow seldom ailed me,

but Father Time has dried me out

and left no room for wailing.

Friends have come and friends have gone,

how bittersweet is nature.

Work is really never done,

wars are really never won,

lives are always left undone,

success is never measured.

https://soundcloud.com/khf333/friends-come-and-go

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