my left foot

you feel the pain and it won't go away
it's not enough to make a baby cry
still such a thing can ruin the best day

others have better wiser words to say
you listen and the meanings pass you by
you feel the pain and it won't go away

the darker kingdom succeeds to the grey
no brighter omens appear in the sky
still such a thing can ruin the best day

what might have shattered even refined clay
turns out to please your not-so-noble eye
you feel the pain and it won't go away

march turns to april april turns to may
the year continues till the well runs dry
still such a thing can ruin the best day

each takes a step to drop out of the fray
and knows that saying it makes it a lie
you feel the pain and it won't go away
still such a thing can ruin the best day