Mitch Gettman - Worries, Sorrows, Dread

Round up your worries and
Your sorrows and your dread
You've gotta get that shit together
Then you kick it on the head
You spend this time getting so worked up
When you could be doing something else instead

I know that going makes you
Slow and wears you down
And if you go too fast you'll go nowhere
But six feet under ground
The struggle doesn't always persist
But when you get there
You will find out what you missed

Tomorrow is a day
That no one's ever seen
I know philosophy will tell us
Just exactly what I mean
The moral doesn't always make sense
But when you get there
You will find out what it meant

Hush little one, don't cry
Crying's just a waste of time
Live life 'til death it comes

Written by:
Mitchell Gettman

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