Yesterday was a rough day.
A rough, rough day.
The story would take too long to tell
And really, there's not much to be done
Nothing that can be easily or readily fixed
And my friends, as always, lined up to get me through
My umbrellas in the deluge
As I slog through the mud
The sun will shine again, they remind me
And I nestle into their warmth
As I ride out the storm