I am glad

The autumn sun

Fell on the field

Boys and kites

Get lost in the clouds



Sleepy fingers of the Sun

Strokes sheaves of straw

Spread in the meadows



I am glad

That the sun came up in the morning

I am glad

That I can play



I am glad

So don't cry my string

I am glad

Just right



Despite the pain of living

Consumer rot

Than just fight and not live

I can still believe



Maybe I didn't sin

When I'm looking forward to tomorrow

Knowing his scars



I am glad

That the sun came up in the morning

I am glad

That I can play



I am glad

So don't cry my string

I am glad

Just right