Wake up every morning to a loud cry
Of a civilization turning inside out.
Make the decision in the aftermath
To rise up and resume the same old daily route.

Fit it in? Sit it out? Fit it in or sit it out.
Fit it in? Sit it out? Fit it in or sit it out.
Anyway you look at it, it's not a pretty picture,
'Cause shame if you do and shame if you don't.
I pray each time for a new outcome,
Only to drop the ball and run.

Trying to close my eyes
And take a deep breath to be able to cope with it all.
But just like the day before,
I have to wise up and make a different call.

Fit it in? Sit it out? Fit it in or sit it out.
Fit it in? Sit it out? Fit it in or sit it out.
Anyway you look at it, it's not a pretty picture,
'Cause shame if you do and shame if you don't.
I pray each time for a new outcome,
Only to drop the ball and run.

Don't take it so seriously,
It's only a figment of your imagination.
Try and channel your thoughts somewhere else,
Before it drives you completely delirious. 

Fit it in? Sit it out? Fit it in or sit it out.
Fit it in? Sit it out? Fit it in or sit it out.
Anyway you look at it, it's not a pretty picture,
'Cause shame if you do and shame if you don't.
I pray each time for a new outcome,
Only to drop the ball and run.


Copyright  2021; Bob Forbes