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Black Shades of Melancholy

Down in the depths of this despair

A place of which I wasn’t aware

But now I’m here, and you’re out there

We’re poles apart, and you don’t care

 

Up in the clouds of happiness

Is where I prefer to exist

I had no room for a darker life

I always tried to resist

Yes I always tried to resist

 

It wasn’t always like this

It used to be so good

It wasn’t always like this

I’d change things If I could

 

When I’m driving my fast sports car

I feel so young, I feel so free

Blasting down the motorway

At speeds up to a hundred and three

 

But black shades of melancholy

Descend within my brain

Taking over my personality

Stealing my good name

 

Up in the clouds of happiness

Is where I prefer to exist

I had no room for a darker life

I always tried to resist

Yes I always tried to resist

 

It wasn’t always like this

It used to be so good

It wasn’t always like this

I’d change things If I could

Oh I’d change things If I could

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Rick Varden

Wed 26th Jul 2023 18:52

Wow! A very sound judgement, well worth taking on board. Thank you

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M.C. Newberry

Wed 26th Jul 2023 15:54

It is said, with justification, that happiness (contentment) comes
from within. The dark side is the melancholy that can exist with
it. But life, like nature, has its sun and rain and the secret is
to be able to accept both for what they are worth and not let
either dominate existence.

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