Cockeyed Grin
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The moon hangs in the sky with a cockeyed grin
Something's coming my way but it won't say when
Something good, something bad
Tip a smile and it turns real sad
But I choose, I choose, I choose to believe
That the moon wears a cockeyed grin
A copper penny lays lost in a busy street
Tarnished by the wind, the dirt, the sleet.
Heads or tails, win or fail
Maybe luck will tip these scales
But I choose, I choose, I choose to believe
That good luck’s at my feet
Long have I sailed these salty seas
Red skies at dawn still frighten me
Wait for the evening's blushing sun
Blessings on a day well-done
Morning coffee and the daily horoscope
Cruise control or struggling up a slope
Preordained, free-will gained
Finding ways to cheat life’s pain.
But I choose, I choose, I choose to believe
But I choose, I choose, I choose to believe
I choose, I choose, I choose to believe
That every day brings new hope.