There are good days. And there are bad days.
Days when your heart sings. Days when it dies.
Life goes up and down like waves in the bays.
Sometimes nothing makes it right, no matter how anyone tries.
Yet, live on, my friend. Live on.
The lifewheel spins, strange, dancing.
Melodies drift by, a taste of brilliance.
Love floods our soul, unknown, entrancing,
Hearts sing in harmony, a distant alliance.
Yet, live on, my friend. Live on.
Mesmerizing, echoes of peace strain to be heard.
Tears, burning, stabbing, fall from the lost.
They stand from afar, watching, too feared.
Hope stirs in their breast, ignoring all cost.
Live on, they say. Live on.
