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Ain't It Sad How Things Turn Out to Be
When I was young,
I was so carefree,
At least that’s how
It seems to me,
Ain’t it sad
How things turn out to be?
Full of hope,
Full of passionate dreams,
A thrilling new world
Lay right before me,
Ain’t it sad
How things turn out to be?
Glass half full,
Then it’s half empty,
My mood can change
So very unpredictably,
Ain’t it sad
How things turn out to be?
I was so carefree,
At least that’s how
It seems to me,
Ain’t it sad
How things turn out to be?
Full of hope,
Full of passionate dreams,
A thrilling new world
Lay right before me,
Ain’t it sad
How things turn out to be?
Glass half full,
Then it’s half empty,
My mood can change
So very unpredictably,
Ain’t it sad
How things turn out to be?
Published 12th Jun 2018
Author's Note
'Ain’t It Sad How Things Turn Out to Be' stems from one of my episodic ‘glass half empty’ periods, while having begun life as a song, written and recorded in 2016.
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