My mind is wobbling
And it keeps on juggling
Keeping me away from joy
And making me act like a toy
But I seek my solace
In a place called Horace
My dream land of hope
Where I can stand on a slope
And fall if I wish to
Within a jiffy or two
…to be continued!
And it keeps on juggling
Keeping me away from joy
And making me act like a toy
But I seek my solace
In a place called Horace
My dream land of hope
Where I can stand on a slope
And fall if I wish to
Within a jiffy or two
…to be continued!