For Rana, and the rest of us who fight this particular fight:
|And I have lived that kind of day
When none of your sorrows will go away.
It goes down and down and hit the floor,
Down and down and down some more.
But I know there’ll be some way,
When I can swing everything back my way,
Like skyscrapers rising up.
Floor by floor, I’m not giving up.
I’ve been beat up. I’ve been thrown out,
I like the new look.
Thanks for reminding meof that song…now I have the Clash in my head.
Also:”When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?