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“Forty Days”
There is no reason to worry
You've got to let yourself flow
Sun comes up, sun goes down
Everybody's talking but it's just another sound
You've got to let it all go.
There is no reason to hurry
You see them ready to go
One's a king, one's a clown
Everybody's running but they're running to the ground
You've got to let yourself flow
Forty days, forty nights
That's what you get so get it right
Forty days, forty nights
Hands off the wheel and you don't know where you're going
Forty days and nights
There is no judge, there's no jury
You get to call it yourself
Someone buys, someone sells
Everybody's living but they're dreaming something else
You've got to let it all go.
© Gerry Wall | Canada | www.gerrywall.com