in the right days
and the right times
with just enough nickles
and just enough dimes

with bread and butter
and a knife to spread
with arms and legs
and alive and not dead

with clothes on your back
and a roof over your head
with soft pillows and sheets
and a nice comfy bed

got some jelly and bread in the morning
and a nice hot cup of tea
got places to go
and some friends and family to go see

always having some type of fun
hangin out, rockin out
usually something dumb
generally interesting to more than some

fighting and arguing
things that are sad and bad
but happily ending
things remembered only as experiences you've had

wills getting stronger
wings growing wider
connections going longer
and friendships going farther

piecing puzzles together
solving questions of life
finding reasons why we even bother
reasons why we even fight

balancing our thoughts
between feelings of hate and love
standing out
like a beautiful white dove

everything is just right
the world is taking flight
with a righteous fist
and a voice of might