round the rough paths I stumble.
The jagged ragged ledges of a day long drawn down
Who placed this path under the boulder?
Now older, bolder more faithful courage to ascend
mumble fumble bumble
round the rough paths I stumble.
The ragged jagged edges of years drawn thin
I placed this path under the boulder
Now older, bolder, more humble to descend
round the rough paths I stumble.
The ragged jagged edges of years drawn thin
I placed this path under the boulder
Now older, bolder, more humble to descend
mumbling fumbumbling
round and round and round the rough path I stumble.
God placed the boulder and the path
Grateful now. Not to ascend, nor to mourn.
but to laugh. A pleasant line drawn in my path.
round and round and round the rough path I stumble.
God placed the boulder and the path
Grateful now. Not to ascend, nor to mourn.
but to laugh. A pleasant line drawn in my path.