A Lot

Hang me up like your clothes in the closet Rinse away the regret and happy your upset Happy your upset Happy your upset Life gets hard a lot It wraps a knot…a knot… Around our necks sometimes It makes the clock chime and I be up making up silly ol rhymes High up in the clouds, clouds, clouds Overwhelmed by fiery, icy shrouds Life gets hard a lot Caught in love’s embrace with the weak strength I got Paint a halo around my head Like the auras I see in dread Faint all the time you say to me so freely I was born to be a singer so true, baby The devil is on my tongue this time But the angel is on my lips of prime I’m rocking the sailor’s boat…glutting like a goat I’m like the icecream in the yummy root beer float You can taste me when I’m melting in your mouth of mesmerizing mwavelence (waves of marvelousness) and, up in here, I’m a burning bridge Every single time you get me on the dance floor, I want to sing my heart out to set my spirits and anxieties free from bondage It’s okay… Life gets tremendously hard… But, hey — I’m a survivor and a brave bard Happy your upset Happy your upset Wipe off the sweat from your brow Live in the now, live in the now Anyhow, love with no regret Live life without any regret