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Cycles Lyrics
So I'm down and so I'm out
But so are many others
So I feel like tryin' to hide
My head 'neath these covers
Life is like the seasons
After winter comes the spring
So I'll keep this smile awhile
And see what tomorrow brings
I've been told and I believe
That life is meant for livin'
And even when my chips are low
There's still some left for givin'
I've been many places
Maybe not as far as you
So I think I'll stay awhile
And see if some dreams come true
There isn't much that I have learned
Through all my foolish years
Except that life keeps runnin' in cycles
First there's laughter, then those tears
But I'll keep my head up high
Although I'm kinda tired
My gal just up and left last week
Friday I got fired
You know it's almost funny
But things can't get worse than now
So I'll keep on tryin' to sing
But please, just don't ask me how
But so are many others
So I feel like tryin' to hide
My head 'neath these covers
Life is like the seasons
After winter comes the spring
So I'll keep this smile awhile
And see what tomorrow brings
That life is meant for livin'
And even when my chips are low
There's still some left for givin'
I've been many places
Maybe not as far as you
So I think I'll stay awhile
And see if some dreams come true
Through all my foolish years
Except that life keeps runnin' in cycles
First there's laughter, then those tears
Although I'm kinda tired
My gal just up and left last week
Friday I got fired
You know it's almost funny
But things can't get worse than now
So I'll keep on tryin' to sing
But please, just don't ask me how
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Heard this groovy tune way back in 1968 as I was getting ever closer to military draft age. The sentiments conveyed speak of life experiences I had yet to confront personally. The thoughts and concerns and mentions all made an impression upon me that has lasted over the decades.
Luck kept me from being drafted but misfortune led to entering the military to avoid abject homelessness. As I underwent the rigors of the military including two overseas tours this tune would regularly enter my thoughts and propel me forward in a positive way.
Decades go by and I enter the Web in 1995. As the Web grew in size and user base I sought out Gayle Caldwell, the writer of Cycles. Finding her I swapped a few e-mails thanking her for writing a song that actually influence my life in positive ways along with providing aural happiness. I am glad I did so because not long thereafter I learned that she had died. Sigh,
Thank you, Gayle. Your song with its lyrics and conveyed sentiments had a positive influence upon my life.