As I wandered through a murder of crows upon a field
A swell in the stomach
And a yielding in my eyes
I thought of friendship and of solitude
As I rambled on unto a place I know not I
Kids are fun but they're annoying the same time
They smile so sweet but when they
throw their comforts down . And down again
Our little repetitive friends ...
That's when my smile begins to turn around
Now that may sound cold
But I'm as warm as summer rain
I love the innocence, the honesty, the fun
And I guess my thoughts on this may one day change .
when I find the patience of a saint or the answer to my sum.
I want a world, where everything is wild!
But I'm held back by these commodities and styles
I want it all but perhaps I'm in denial
Come back and see me in the morning.
I have a loving family and many a good friend
I have a girl that I love like laughter
I'm still the baby in so many ways
But I just need less looking after
Now my friends have gone back home and my girl is working hard
My brother too he's a real grafter
I was invited to a festival of fun
Song, drink, food and laughter
I had to decline, this here offer true and kind
These people sense something of my nature
But these past few years there is one thing I did find...
That solitude can be a saviour
