Do we?
Do we have a clue,
which way we're going,
if life's a river,
which way is it flowing...
Do we know the answer,
to the riddle of life,
why is it held by fate,
under the tip of a knife...
Do we know how wonderful,
this life really is,
it's the best drug ever,
with both brio and bliss...
Do we love our life,
the way we should,
do we choose the light,
or hide under a hood...
Do we choose to be happy,
or stay in the blues,
live your moments,
before they become old news...
Do we have a clue,
which way we're going,
if life's a river,
which way is it flowing...
Do we know the answer,
to the riddle of life,
why is it held by fate,
under the tip of a knife...
Do we know how wonderful,
this life really is,
it's the best drug ever,
with both brio and bliss...
Do we love our life,
the way we should,
do we choose the light,
or hide under a hood...
Do we choose to be happy,
or stay in the blues,
live your moments,
before they become old news...
do we try to listen to her,
ReplyDeletethe one that matters the most,
who has reared us from birth,
with her, a few moments of mirth
we never seem to do what we should...