Or something for some reason just drags you down?
|Sometimes in life you just can't catch a break:|
Even a trusty bench lets you down.
It isn’t a question of if, but probably how many:
And more importantly where do you go to regroup.
Some chose the swamp, others maybe the beach, still others may hop on the plane and run all the way home to the safest and truest spot they know. I’m not saying I’m running away from my problems …
But sometimes you’ve got to get some distance in space in time to clear your head.
|That's when it's time to light out |
for the beach, deep nature, or somewhere far away
For that and other reasons it feels good to be back in Ye Olde Mudderland.