The Daily Grind
I have had my fill of days gone bad.
Of tears spent and feeling sad
I am ready for the sun to shine.
For some happy thoughts, all mine.
I don't mind working for my peace.
I just want the trials to cease.
Is that too much to ask?
To just be without a mask?
Now to attend to the day at hand,
Oh, forget it, I'm going to play in the sand.
Of tears spent and feeling sad
I am ready for the sun to shine.
For some happy thoughts, all mine.
I don't mind working for my peace.
I just want the trials to cease.
Is that too much to ask?
To just be without a mask?
Now to attend to the day at hand,
Oh, forget it, I'm going to play in the sand.
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