I scoff when I hear people say “You can’t get by with murder.”
You can. Serial murderers prove that on a daily basis.
Sometimes DNA evidence found thirty years later exonerates a prisoner.
A victim who was incarcerated for a murder he or she did not commit.
Last year forty percent of the murders in the USA were unsolved.
From 1965 to 2021 in the USA there were 340, 000 unsolved murders.
If you move to Canada, you are one third as likely to get murdered.
Is that the good news? It is all we have at the present time.
Keep smiling through these hard times
And keep your head held high
It’s a crazy world right now
But somehow we’ll get by
Think of all the good things
Like not having to wash your hair
Or wear those tight jeans
You really need not care
For no one can judge you when hiding behind a door
Just remember when the video call comes
To keep the camera at the floor
Another thing you could consider
Is practising something new
Like train to be a divorce lawyer
After this we might need a few
The children will drive us mad
It’s what they’re here to do
But at least we’re shouting something different
Rather than WHERES YOUR OTHER SHOE
Its ok for the tv phone or iPad to be your new best friend
Among us all
I’ll bet this is a trend
One day soon this will all be over
And life once again can move on
We won’t need telling twice
And out the door we’ll be gone
We’ll breathe in the freedom
And chance to see people again
We won’t take family and friends for granted
We’ll be there just say when
So remember keep smiling
Keep your head held high
Some good has to come from this
And for sure we will get by
Well I’ve learned to get by
yes I’ve found out ways to survive
in this jungle
I’m not a kid, you can’t fool me
I know the score, as you can see
I wasn’t born yesterday
But there’s got to be more than this
The stupid Christmas numbers and too many drinks
Having a crack, finding some kicks
getting ripped off - and I thought they were sound
Maybe next week I’ll check out another town
maybe not
Oh God, what’s it all about?
Trust doesn’t last and the cash runs out
Luck’s someone else’s, not mine tonight
I think someone bad is messing me about
Thrown in the midst of a raging storm
Waiting in line for hope to be reborn
Life was once a world of endless possibilities
Then was crushed with the weight of hopeless realities
It’s the moment I think everything’s going alright
And then I wake up and find I’m losing this fight
It’s the wrench in my plans that changes my life
It’s the question about whether I can pull through this strife
My dreams are crashing all around me
Lost with my potential of what I could be
Emptied of the strength to do my best
Vanished in the trend of survival of the fittest
I can hear the call to rise to the challenge
Echoing in my soul that’s shaken and damaged
I must conquer this battle and meet the test
Search and find where my identity lies among the rest
I need to take a blind leap and hope to fly
When all I can do is just get by
I’ve always been a get-by guy,
why excel when you can be sly?
Are three hours study for an A-plus,
better than one, for an A minus?
Why climb a hill when you can thumb,
running and rushing is just plain dumb.
Steady she goes, is better than first,
all who finish can quench their thirst.
Kill yourself for a hard pushy boss?
That would surely be your own loss.
This goes for morning, noon, and night,
it’s just not worth the perfect fight.
I’d rather make it to eighty-two,
then flame out quickly like some do.
I’m in no hurry to stand before Him,
unless He just wants me, on a whim.
I get by in life
with a little help from friends
I’m never alone
My mind is fried
My soul is weak.
The passion in my heart wants to break.
The courage I lack I make up with faith.
Love is a stepping stone we all must take.
Open your heart clear your mind.
Believe in your father in the darkest times.
Cherish friendships as they arise.
The flames of friendships may go out at night.
But you're never alone with your father in the sky.
His love is pureness in every tear drop cried.
His arms hold you tight when the sun shines bright.
His words free your mind when you don’t know who to trust.
His spirit lives inside every one of us.
His love is a pureness you’ll never find.
He is our father in the afterlife.
I am blessed to know of this man.
And can’t wait to take his hand..
Fighting the feelings,
Hiding them inside.
Trying to find a way to get on by.
Trying to live my life
without the worries and sighs.
Trying to pass the time
without the pain and cries.
Sometimes its hard to believe,
But they all say “You’ll get by.”