Said Radio Roses
Walking and Walking, then the ground starts to crumble
"Why me?" I scream-I've worked so hard not to stumble
Expect something, you get something- it may not fit
Disappointment looms- yeah, it's a pile o' snakes man
You'll get bit-you get bit
Gather those greasy lessons and move forward with a grin
Find the moment, smell the roses, and breathe again
Swirling and whirling-nothing firm here to stand on
When we finally get this, it is then that we can move on
Silly old me
Like a broken record
Like a broken record
Like a broken record
The beauty of it all is that it is never the same...
Find the moment, smell the roses, breathe again!