Sow, cos life, it is hard
Yes, find your way
And don’t trip or stumble
Reach for branches to pull yourself up
Reach for the highest bough in the jungle, lift yourself
And don’t stop and think
And watch your wit
But not your bundle
Watch for teachings that come from above
Watch for lessons that act as a rundle, in the night
Fires they burn so bright, burning thousands of miles away
And hundreds of moons in the past
They’ve seen all of it before, seen the sand tumble past, from the first, to the forth, to the last
All these years they are full of fears, they are full of steers, they are full of tears
All this time is a steady climb, is a ready rhyme, to a voice divine
All this work is a journey cross cirque as a lowly clerk, pilgrim for paydirt
All you leave is your legacy, your heresy, for your progeny and your dust
Slow, because life it is fast
And it ain't easy
So take your time, to see the flowers that adorn the trees
To see the sweetness that swings from their branches, help yourself
To food and fulfilment
Observation
Tonic and content
Where the transient pleasures of life
come the abiding bastions of wisdom, take your fill
Fires they burn so bright, burning thousands of miles away
And hundreds of moons in the past
They’ve seen all of it before, seen the sand tumble past, from the first, to the forth, to the last
All these years they are full of fears, they are full of steers, they are full of tears
All this time is a steady climb, is a ready rhyme, to a voice divine
All this work is a journey cross cirque as a lowly clerk, pilgrim for paydirt
All you leave is your legacy, your heresy, for your progeny and your dust
All these years they are full of fears, they are full of steers, they are full of tears
All this time is a steady climb, is a ready rhyme, to a voice divine
All this work is a journey cross cirque as a lowly clerk, pilgrim for paydirt
All you leave is your legacy, your heresy, for your progeny and your dust