The pub at which the Tuesday social* I attend is held, as with most pubs, has a standard song list.
Amongst the songs played each week is one that distracts me and reduces me to silent contemplation. It carries the weight of memories that I cannot shift.
And yet, hearing it is comforting. And fills me with hope.
Well it's all right, even if they say you're wrong
Well it's all right, sometimes you gotta be strong
Well it's all right, as long as you got somewhere to lay
Well it's all right, everyday is judgement day
...
Well it's all right, even when push comes to shove
Well it's all right, if you got someone to love
Well it's all right, everything'll work out fine
Well it's all right, we're going to the end of the line
...
Well it's all right, riding around in the breeze
Well it's all right, if you live the life you please
Well it's all right, even if the sun dont shine
Well it's all right, were going to the end of the line
-- End of the Line (Traveling Wilbury's)
It's ok.
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* This is an extended career-based social network, part of the new style social career space being developed outside of work hours, or so I learned at a recent seminar.
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