How to sort your life out in three moves
Begin by writing wisely of your aims
Life can be much neater in a groove
Don’t keep wondering if your friends approve
Do not give your life up to get fame
How to sort your life out in three moves
String quintets on records will disprove
Old collections are just for the lame
Life can be much gentler in a groove
Should we give up fantasy too lewd?
Is it better to admit what is not tame?
How to sort this life out while it moves
Sadness may be joy, oh blues imbued
Do not let depression steal its name
Life can be mute misery in a groove
Look into the mirror, be amazed
See the lines where laughter has long grazed
How to turn life over with a heave
Life can turn too black stuck in that groove
