Solace

The world is not a happy place
The people in it are not nice
There's danger lurking everywhere
And there are snakes in paradise

You have to work it out somehow
I'm through with giving you advice
Don't listen to a word I say
Who taught you, son, to trust that way?

The world is not a pretty place
The people in it couldn't care
What trusting men and women do
Won't make allowances for you

You have to work it out somehow
Find a way and muscle through
For you will find as I have found
There's no one will take care of you

That way lies madness and despair
I can tell you, I've been there

The world is not an easy place
You learn to swim or else you drown
There's poison in the drinking cup
Where cynicism knows no bounds

And you'll find beauty everywhere
It isn't easy to ignore
Though you will find some solace there
Of pointless beauty, child, beware

In righteousness, for glory's sake
Turn on your heel from your mistakes

Don't listen to a word they say
Who taught you, son, to trust that way?