The Sad Song

The Sad Song

Lord, it’s a pain to go on living,
And Lord, I’m to scared to die,
And Lord, who is this creature
Who answers to the name of I

Lord, there’s no joy in just being,
No Lord, it’s all pain and woe,
And Lord, I’m in the dark, crying,
Can’t find the path to go.

Lord, I’ve climbed so many mountains,
Each one bigger than the one before,
And Lord, Lord, where are the valleys,
Where is some welcoming door?

Lord, this living is pain and trouble
That just won’t seem to die,
Must I climb, again, a mountain?
Why won’t you let me fly?

Jan. 1969

Unfortunately, I can’t record, or even remember the tune to which this was composed.


About elrondsilvermaul

I never know what to say about myself. I let what I write try to speak as to who I am. I can only add, here, that I am 72, live in a nursing home, am twenty years a cancer survivor, and identify as a gay male. I intend to use this blog as storage for poems? written over the long years (and still being written). This does not preclude other uses.
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5 Responses to The Sad Song

  1. Pingback: The History of a Song- 1-17-69 Journal Entry | just4craig

  2. This was a song? A popular song?


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