Here I sit, musing on another year come and gone.
Birthday approaching, Christmas and New Years.
Counting the days, and wondering what lies in store.
Here I sit, musing on another year come and gone.
37th year coming along, coming strong.
Will next year be better than this one?
Here I sit, musing on another year come and gone.
What have I accomplished? Has my life mattered?
Will unemployment be my curse? Till the day I die?
Here I sit, musing on another year come and gone.
I wonder if I will be blessed, or is it another year at war?
Who can be happy? While the heart aches for a family.
Here I sit, musing on another year come and gone.
When I'm grey and old, many years from now.
Will my life have mattered? Will I have friends & family?
Here I sit, musing on another year come and gone.
Will my Labour matter, or do I Labour in vain?
Will generations remember me? Or leave me in a paupers grave?
Here I sit, musing on another year come and gone.
Remembering that when the world forgets me, Jesus remembers me.
Remembering that when death comes, I shall inherit freedom.
Remembering when the world hates me, Jesus Loves me.
Birthday approaching, Christmas and New Years.
Counting the days, and wondering what lies in store.
Here I sit, musing on another year come and gone.
37th year coming along, coming strong.
Will next year be better than this one?
Here I sit, musing on another year come and gone.
What have I accomplished? Has my life mattered?
Will unemployment be my curse? Till the day I die?
Here I sit, musing on another year come and gone.
I wonder if I will be blessed, or is it another year at war?
Who can be happy? While the heart aches for a family.
Here I sit, musing on another year come and gone.
When I'm grey and old, many years from now.
Will my life have mattered? Will I have friends & family?
Here I sit, musing on another year come and gone.
Will my Labour matter, or do I Labour in vain?
Will generations remember me? Or leave me in a paupers grave?
Here I sit, musing on another year come and gone.
Remembering that when the world forgets me, Jesus remembers me.
Remembering that when death comes, I shall inherit freedom.
Remembering when the world hates me, Jesus Loves me.
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