Lyrics
Bed of Nails
Life can be, a bed of nails, on some sunlit dales, if it’s all the same
Sharp and pointed issues form, from the daily norm, without a reference frame
Cutting through external armour
Scourging wounds both deep and wide
Crying out for something calmer
Knowing in your mind, there’s a space to find, a sunny side
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Life can be, staring out to sea, on a rickety boat ,with the waves crashing all around me.
Rocking on a swell, spitting back the spray, on a blistering day, with the sun beating down upon me.
Set adrift on stormy waters
Blown away from safety’s shore
Is it hell or an adventure
Having to let go, of everything I know, to then explore.
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Every side of life has a reflection
The way you see, it’s just a point of view
Good or bad is your perception
One man’s gristle is another’s man’s barbecue
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Life can be, an aeroplane ride, with dark clouds outside, with turbulence rocking the air.
Or gliding through the clouds with a sense of grace, to foreign place,
In a comfortable, reclining armchair.
We’re all strapped in on similar journeys.
Life jacket stored beneath our seat.
The idea is to never use them
Like safety nets, and old regrets, they’re practically obsolete