And there keeps stumbling through my head
A disturbing refrain:
It matters little, so very little.
It makes me stumble, makes me slow.
And why I must keep going:
Because of this joy I claim I will not lose.
And if I don't keep going
The refrain will change:
I matter little, so very little.
I must change this refrain of mine
To something to keep me going:
Life is beautiful, with so much good.
There will always be some bad
But I must remember the good.
I will see the good.
I will make good the bad.
Life is beautiful, with so much good.