Grey Day: Watch us Stumble
Watch us Trip
A grey day brings a grey mood
When we sit around and brood
And feel sorry for ourselves.
It shrinks us from our giant selves
And we feel like sad little elves.
Watch us trip up on our feet
We stumble,
.`!..we mumble,,
We com- – -,
p…lain and we curse- – –
But what’s even ……#@$ worse,
They think that we are
.!?!! .funny..%( . (sic)
I’d bet you any money
That each funny feat we do
And each silly little stumble
Is worth it to go that extra mile
Just to get one silly little smile.
So we stumble and we mumble
Till all the frowns crumble;
We give it all that we are worth
Till a smile is given birth…
Even though it wears us down.
Here’s Why
We don’t want to be caught out
And to be thought of as weak.
We don’t want a losing streak.
So we stumble just to please her
On this good grey goddam day.
Any grey day can cloud our outlook
And we try by every hook or crook
To escape the drear life we’re in,
’Cause deep down we do believe
There is a more optimistic spin.
Perchance we’re trying much too hard,
We’re giving far too much of heart,
Too much of our own selves away
Just because we care,
And that’s why we trip and stumble.
But our hearts’ in the right place,
We’re trying to fill up the space,
’Cause we see how much stress you’re in.
We’re trying to please, we’re trying to ease
You into a place to feel peace.
So a smile we’ll take for pay
On any good goddam grey day.
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CREDTS: Clip Art
