Defeating Alcoholism

Why do we go around seeking each others frowns? You’ve got to let go of preconceptions to make friends down town. Begrudge no man his time in hand. A little known something isn’t enough to go around. Attentively looking out of glasses that make the world seem round Don’t get caught up in the hold down wearing dressing gowns. Wino’s and dino’s keeping flies down Jumping hoops and flying coops keep the whining clowns And in the end you must look for a hand Underneath there’s so much going around There’ll be no more sighing and lying down on the ground And oh 'shoot' you say it was me who was found And it’s all going to be ok when they take you away Yes it’s all going to be ok on your final day An end to tears and frantic breath Let it go until there’s nothing left. And it’ll be ok when it all goes away No one can have a final day With tears of joy I’ll hear you say Let it go until there’s only peace left.