What a day it has been. It all started out so well
Then it all just went to hell. What a day it has been
What a year it has been So many ups, so many downs
So many clues, so many clowns. What a year it has been
What a life it has been only to run so hard at such a rate
Only to find that I am late. What a life it has been

Lately, I’m as useless as a one-string ukulele
Lately, I’m as needy and as helpless as a baby
Lately, I’m as quaint and out of date as 1980
All God’s creatures great and small
I’ve grown tired of them all, as I curl into a ball
A shadow of myself, I place my dreams up on the shelf
So that no one can come in

Then she called
She said, “I know what you’re doing
It’s your usual undoing. It’s your free fall”
She said, “I’ve seen it before, your tragic encore, it’s your free-fall”
She said, “It’s your biggest test to survive all the mess of your free-fall”

She said, “I know how much you love the weeping willow
But you’re neither Romeo nor Hamlet nor Othello”
She said, “It’s time to pull your head out of your pillow
Think about it, it all adds up
You got screwed, now you’re screwed up
But it’s time to pick it up.
“The best way to get over someone,” she said
“Is to get yourself into someone.”
So we took ourselves to bed

Words, music, recording, and production by Richard Faylor
© Deep Happy Music
richardfaylor@yahoo.com
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