The Wild Reeds - Fruition

^FI used to love excuses then I r^Amealized they play no part In ^Creal life that's conducive to the dream which I work hard To ^Fbring fruition, to ^Amfinish in good light And the ^Claziness behind me wasted all my precious time^F

I wasted all my ^Amprecious time Then I ^Crealized I'm not looking for happi^Fness ^C I'm looking for work ^F

^FOh, ^Amoh ^COh, ^Foh

^FCheck under the mats, behind the ^Amdoors, and in-between The ^Calleyways and gutters that proclaim our lives less clean If you're ^Flooking you won't find it so it's ^Ambest to be content With the ^Cshortcomings and fallouts we now look back and resent ^F

Oh, and I ^Amresent When I ^Crealize I'm not looking for happi^Fness ^C I'm looking for ^Fworth

^FOh, ^Amoh ^COh, ^Foh

^FIf you expect something simple Like love, or a ^Amsong to Bring you lasting happ^Ciness Well you ought to try ^Fnot to F (one strum) For I've learned it's much harder Am (one strum) To pay attention, to work smarter C (one strum) Through the life choices we make F (one strum) You can't expect to make a mistake F (start strumming again) I am not looking For lasting happi^Amness For if it was there all the ^Ctime, Dear Then this world would ^Fbe bliss

Something missing from ^Amall of this? What would make the good ^Ctimes good? And the bad times necessary to ^Fget through?

I know I'll ^Amget there, I've been working ^Charder When I realized I wasted ^Fmy time

^FOh, ^Amoh ^COh, ^Foh

I'm only trying to make more ^Amminutes If I could figure out how to ^Cstretch it

N.C.

There'd be time for all the love In the ^Froom