Was it the worst year?
Probably so, but who's counting
It all seems crystal clear
and I think we should talk about it a little more
Did we learn? Did we grow? I doubt it, but who knows
We could all come out fine, I suppose
Did we love? Did we care? Were we even aware
Of the pain that seemed to be everywhere
Will we get better?
Probably not, but I'm hopeful
Sooner than later
Hear me out, here's my proposal, such as it is
I tried to be strong, I wrote a couple of decent songs
but I'm not sure that will help us get along
We've got to learn to lose our pride, learn to see the other side
but it's no fun to go along for that ride
So Happy New Year!
What will we do when the change comes?
The things we hold so dear
The sacred and the profane ones
It's all we've got
Will we lay down our guns?
Should we try to have some fun?
Can we hang up our shoes when at last the race is run?