Ordinary Day:
In this beautiful life, there's always some sorrow.
And it's a double-edged knife, but there's always tomorrow.
It's up to you now if you sink or swim,
Just keep the faith that your ship will come in,
It's not so bad.
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There's a cool web of language weaves us in,
Retreat from too much joy and too much fear:
We grow sea-green at least and coldly die
In brininess and volubility.
--Robert Graves
Ordinary Day:
Labels: lyrics
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