"As a student of the school of hard knocks"

With a Pair of Socks and a Paradox Remembering the good times I recall Late afternoons as though in amber cast Walking dogs wildflowers red leaves in fall Finding the best and saving it for last Asking was it and answering it was Then asking why and answering because With a pair of socks and a paradox A change of clothes and a change of venue As a student of the school of hard knocks I can see some change is on the menu And even if a turn is for the worse It will turn again with the universe We are all as young as the moment of Existence here at the tip of the spear Hoping for happiness looking for love And the good times are not to remember But to surprise now in this moment here Just as January as December I tried to keep God in a puzzle box But the puzzle was I was keeping me God opened my mind I opened the locks And once I escaped I began to see Outside and in both beyond and within God as the end and the where to begin Remembering the good times I recall The good times both surprise and remember Are as January as December And any times are good times after all Have a good time if you want to be wise Learn to love the element of surprise With a pair of socks and a paradox As a student of the school of hard knocks +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMX