Aint't Life A Brook

It is a song for all of you who maybe were in a bad thing

and got out of it

and, and knew it.

And some of you may in a good thing

and got out of it

and you didn’t know it.

That is a drag

That’s called a remorse

And totally this is a song for anybody

who is in a good thing

and does know it

I watch you reading a book

I get to think our love’s a polished stone

You give me a long drawn look

I know pretty soon you are going to leave our home

And of course I mind

Especially when I°Øm thinking from my heart

But life don’t clickety clack down a straight line track

It comes together and it comes apart

You say you hope I°Øm not the kind to make you feel obliged

To go ticking through your time

With a pained look in your eyes

You give me the furniture

We’ll divide the photographs

Go out to dinner one more time

Have ourselves a bottle of wine

And a couple of laughs

And when first you left

I stayed so sad I wouldn’t sleep

I know that love’s a gift, I thought yours was mine

And something that I could keep

Now I realize that time is not the only compromise

But a bird in the hand could be an all night stand

Between a blazing fire and a pocket of skies

And, So I hope I'm not the kind

To make you feel obliged

To go ticking through your time

With a pained look in your eyes

I covered the furniture,

I framed the photographs

Went out to dinner one more time

Had myself a bottle of wine

and a couple of laughs

And just the other day

I got your letter in the mail

I'm happy for you, it's been so long

You've been wanting a cabin and a backwoods trail

And I think that's great...

me... I seem to find myself in school

It's all Ok, I just want to say

I'm so relieved we didn't do it cruel

But ain't life a brook

Just when I get to feeling like a polished stone

I get me along drawn look

It's kind of a drag to find yourself alone

And sometimes I mind

Especially when I'm waiting on your heart

But life don't clickety clack down a straight line track

It comes together and it comes apart.

Cause I know you're not the kind

To make me feel obliged

To go ticking through my time with a pained look

In my eyes

I sold the furniture,

I put away the photographs

Went out to dinner one last time

Have myself a bottle of wine

And a couple of laughs

And wasn't it fine...

[Claps]