
A string and a strum
and a backpack with a tent
a jolly good life

A string and a strum
and a backpack with a tent
a jolly good life

As precious and pride
as daughter to a father
boat to her owner
Eyes reek poverty
and hands wilt with weariness
yet the heart brims care
Times are a changing
the world runs after a ping
superheroes too
A new show a day
for fleeting audiences
like theatres are humans