Humbled to the Core

Just let your feet settle to the ground

And listen for that sweet comforting sound

But I see trouble from atop this burial mound

Thanks to the current elected clown,

Remembering how I used to exist

What I wouldn’t give for just on more kiss

As America slides into the abyss

Baby, do I really deserve all this?

The home fires will burn tonight

Some couples experiencing warm delight

Wondering should I just give up the fight

To be lucky enough to have arms that hold me tight,

Lord, just give me a moment of bliss

In a world of beauty I somehow missed

The temptations and desires that I resist

Forgive me if I’m lost in the mist,

Just let your feet settle to the ground

And listen for that sweet comforting sound

But I see trouble from atop this burial mound

Thanks to the current elected clown,

All our experiences lost and found

That lay scattered all around

Worth their weight in gold pound for pound

Still I remember that sweet comforting sound,

Send my regards to the great outdoors

When little children used to play on my floors

Not for a second was I ever bored

I’m forever humbled to the core.