what can i tell you

i’ve been through worse and i’ve been lucky enough to know better. and i know, unequivocally, that this is not the last chapter.  not even the middle.

this is merely idiocy and selfishness of a certain order. and i cede to neither. i know when to fight and when to stop.  it is one of my strengths and not even the best.

i will look behind me and know that i worked with heart and decency regardless of whether it was deserved or made a joke.  it takes nothing away from me.

it is only the current scenario, which will lead into the next.  and i am grateful to be where i am.

The Lone Ranger sold his wardrobeThe Lone Ranger sold his bad dogWell you saw him and you could hardly know’Cause times change, I know
Some days he’s more than humbleOn some days he’s cold and mad, mad as hellWell you saw him and you can hardly knowIt’s so strange and well I, I know
Those lakes of golden waterThose lakes of gold are all running outWell you saw him and you could hardly knowIt’s so strange and well I, I know
Joy, joy and joyWork, work and work harderSure as the hours

Read more: THE SUNDAYS – JOY LYRICS

 

 

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