For some of us,
life is just hanging in here,
a little above despair,
floating over nightmares,
while sometimes drowning in circles,
waiting to be rescued, for such prayer,
trying to make through every sun-ray,
for some of us,
life is always here.
For some of us,
life is just hanging in here,
a little above despair,
floating over nightmares,
while sometimes drowning in circles,
waiting to be rescued, for such prayer,
trying to make through every sun-ray,
for some of us,
life is always here.
A Little Green Bell 