At the end of your rope
You say that things keep moving quickly in the wrong direction
All your frowning ain’t going to help with your complexion
Shut down, tune out, hide away cause you don’t want to cope
You’re horrified and certain that you’re at the end of your rope
I’m telling you baby you don’t have to swing
That rope can be used for quite another thing
Looking up, give it your all and baby just climb
And you’ll get to the top, and it’ll be our time
The world’s gone mad, bad guy’s running unchecked
Political complexity masks evil, ignorance gains respect
Seems like a good time to throw your hands up, lose hope
You’re flabbergasted by it all, yeah you’re at the end of your rope
I’m telling you brother you don’t have to swing
That rope can be used for quite another thing
Looking up, give it your all, and brother just climb
And you’ll get to the top, and it’ll be your time
Don’t fret about the days that we haven’t met yet
Sure we ain’t got a penny, up to our eyeballs in debt
That ain’t no reason to get down, babe don’t let me see you mope
You’re not ready to quit, even though you’re at the end of your rope
I’m telling you baby, together we can swing
Never mind the rope, cause we’re quite another thing
Nobody said it would be easy or coasting downhill so we climb
Babe we get to the top, or wherever we want and have our time
Tim Windisch
08/11/2022
