Change your lover,
Move to New York,
Make some new friends,
And find some work,
But you’re just stagnant,
Nothing’s really wrong around here,
But all will be fine.
This is a new year,
And the last was a phase,
But if you feel down,
In all those ways,
Then throw in the towel,
Everyone feels just the same as you,
But all will be fine.
One day I’ll write down my memoirs of good luck,
To draw attention away from all the ruts I’ve been stuck in.
But all will be fine.
