Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Here by the fireside

Here by the fireside we sing songs
Songs of love and songs of wonder
Life is a journey of rights and wrongs
And sometimes everything is torn asunder

But life is wonder up above or down under
So I heard a girl say, named Susanna
And all that you build and all that you plunder
Will pass on the winds before the thunder

This world is neither yours nor mine to barter
A visitor from distant lands I come to wander
Life is what you make it and no harder
Such things I have learnt on this road I wander