![]() Saturday, September 11, 2004 ![]() There's a man on the streetLooks like someone I knowHis suit is so neat,His face resoluteHis old boss died recentlyThe position is emptyTime to move on up,After all these yearsBut someone up there don't think soSo here he is againBack at the bottom,Of a long ladder. But aren't you happy to be living This beautiful life?Aren't you happy to be standingUnder Cerulean skies?Be her lover, be her husbandShe's your lovely wifeWe all are surprised when we Open our eyesYou can't have what matters Till you know that it mattersSo aren't you happy to be living This beautiful life?Aren't you happy to be standingUnder Cerulean skies?Be his father, she's your daughter Be a new man tonight There's that man on the streetHe's the same one I knowHis brow is all creased, Like three rainy daysI say, hello my old friendIt's good to see you againYou take care of yourself now,These are hard times aheadHe says, don't worry I'll be readyI've been through this beforeSo you take it easy,And remember your own advice
James Barr at 11:30 AM
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