This Thing Called Life
Days we spend, trying to live
Trying to think of dreams to make.
And then we strive till the end of time
To make them true, to make them real.
And then we fail
And then we cry
And then we bleed and then regret.
Then to our feet, we stand
And we walk again
And then we dream and then repeat.
What madness it is
This thing called life
Where all we do
Is hope to try.