we know our hopes cannot be wrong
they are the things that keep us going
we want to jump and start a song
day after day the season long
we wonder why it isn't snowing
we know our hopes cannot be wrong
our sense is always far too strong
our eyes just will not stop glowing
we want to jump and start a song
if you with us will march along
in these new fields we will be hoeing
we know our hopes cannot be wrong
we'll chase out those who don't belong
and keep the ones we would be showing
we want to jump and start a song
i want to hammer on the gong
as long as any river's flowing
we know our hopes cannot be wrong
we want to jump and start a song
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
15 June 2007
breaking the flood
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2 comments:
Indeed, without our hopes life isn't worth living, though we know not all our hopes will be fulfilled or heard.
I hope you have a geat weekend!
Thanks. I hope you have a great weekend too.
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