It's all pretty clear by then

justam

I don't have the perfect words these days
I don't have much time to waste
I just live my life and go on
(as I must!)

I don't have the perfect words
I don't have the time to dream on it
I just live my life and move on
(as I must)

I don't have time to think about it
I don't have time to worry about it
I just think of everything else and grow on
(I've gotta trust)

relationships end sometimes
I understood this the other day
they end because of what people do
or because of what people don't do

sometimes they continue because of what people do
or sometimes they end because of what people do
it's not really a mystery,
it doesn't need repairing or regretting
it's all pretty clear by then

Godfather.

I was playing a 12 string in my mind while singing your poem.
great poem !

Godfather.

justam

Thanks.