Some people kiss the sky
Some people crash and burn
Some people live it up
Some people live and learn
Some people punch the clock
Some people shoot the moon
Some people spread the word
Some people call the tune
But you would rather purchase life
In single-serving individual bites,
Sylvia Pure

Some people take a stand
Some people like to sit
Some people make us laugh
Some people lack the wit
Some people take their share
Some people grab it all
Some people rise above
Some people take a fall
But you would rather stalk the straight
And narrow to the point of no return,
Sylvia Pure

You wander in a trance
Afraid to take a chance
At least sometimes that's how it seems
If you indulge your fears
Indulge alone, my dears
I cannot be lulled into your dreams