Am I a fool at this late date
To heed a voice that says,
You can be great.
I heard it young, now I hear it again
It says, you can be better than you've ever been.
Don't want to waste what I have to give
In all of the time that I've left to live
Don't want to waste what I have to give
In any of the time I've got left.
I can do more than I thought I could
Work brings more luck than knocking on wood
There's random bad and random good
Work brings more good luck.
You ask the world
And the world says, no
It's the world's refrain
Mine says, go.
You ask the world
And the world says, no
It's an old world refrain
Mine says, go.
Don't want to waste what I have to give
In all of the time that I've left to live
Don't want to waste what I have to give
In any of the time I've got left.
I can do more than I thought I could
Work brings more luck than knocking on wood.
There's random bad and random good
Work brings more good luck.
Better be off
I've got dreams to dream
Though it seems uphill and a little extreme
If I can find hope in this fading light
Then I'll find you on the morningside.
by John Gorka
Friday, April 22, 2005
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