In the Red

Oh my what do I see
We keep repeating the same misery 
We push ourselves to the brink 
Only to find ourselves in the red

We work our fingers too the bone 
Heaven is a place we call home
Is it to much to catch a brake 
Our prayers fall upon deaf ears

The struggle is less because of love
Don't get me wrong we have enough
We've got to save for the little things
Or Their lives will pass us bye

Maybe believe 
We will find out at the end 
The troubles and the triumphs
It's all the same my friend
So you keep moving along
One  step for the night
Rest your head my weary friend
It will be alright

Oh my we tell ourselves 
It will be ok just wait a week
Friday comes and goes away
The end of the day we are still the same

Troubles come in three they say
The time for work is all no play
Can we climb from the cavern below
Or are we spiraling out of control

The struggle is less because of love
Don't get me wrong we have enough
We've got to save for the little things
Or Their lives will pass us bye

Maybe believe 
We will find out at the end 
The troubles and the triumphs
It's all the same my friend
So you keep moving along
One  step for the night
Rest your head my weary friend
It will be alright

Maybe believe 
We will find out at the end 
The troubles and the triumphs
It's all the same my friend
So you keep moving along
One  step for the night
Rest your head my weary friend
It will be alright
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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