Keeping one’s head above water
In the rapids of turbulent life
Taking the lumps, accepting the bumps
Carrying on despite all the strife
Of journeys bravely embarked on
When all’s said and done looking back
It’s not what you found when you got there
But the lack of a map keeping track
Getting there’s just a part of the story
Returning can seem far too far
If you find you don’t know the best way to go
You might as well stay where you are
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