Broken hearted and sad, I walk upright;
A dumb ape in a world of dumb apes,
A log in the waves.
Knowing sorrow's always beside me, I walk upright.
"O crown of light!" I sometimes say,
"I know you're grand,
But I must not forget my wife,
So I hold her hand"
And with the wide-eyes sorrow brings
We see it all
Like logs in the waves:
Effortless through oceans squalls,
And we know storms are relentless,
So so are we. We will not leave.
Sadness, my wife, and I
are honest with each other
And in mornings, I reach my hand under the quilt
where she hides
To tickle her feet
and at my touch,
She cracks a smile
