SING A SONG OF SADNESS
SING A SONG OF SADNESS.&
I sing a song of sadness
My heart is full of sighs
My head is full of questions
And these are mostly whys.
Why, oh why, oh why am I
So choked with melancholy
There must be many reasons why
I never quite feel jolly.
I sing my song of sadness
There’s blues in every line.
It’s bordering on madness.
It’s with me all the time.
I sing a song of sadness.
I sing it night and day.
If words don’t come I tend to hum.
It does not go away.
Infectious tune and catchy song.
When other’s venture near.
If glad at first but sad when gone.
They’ve caught my song I fear.
The lyrics lay a story line
From childhood right through life
The tale is of this life of mine
Its troubles and its strife.
The sad song fails to tell or sing.
Of laughter, mirth and fun.
For sadness colours everything
And every line that’s sung.
Sadness and sickness we have got.
But they are not the same.
To know what is and what is not.
Look whence and where they came.
My melody of sadness.
Exposes my soul forlorn.
Evolves from human badness.
And takes emotional form.
Sickness on the other hand
Seems physical and ‘real’.
It’s easier to understand
It’s not like what I ’feel’.
I’ve sung my song of sadness.
I’ve sung it loud and long.
I’m through with all this madness
It’s time for moving on.
B. Withers 2007