Can We Fix it?

It has been said before, but it bears repeating. I wish I'd said the following, but I'm glad someone did.

The last line makes the rest worth the trip.

God Sends Quails
The 77's
(from the album Sticks and Stones)

You fail
You try half-hearted and fail
One foot drags behind you
One foot tripping in front of you


You fail
You spit out manna,
God sends quails
Dry bones pile up behind you
More wet mirages in front of you


You can't go back
You can't go back


You failed
You sunk like Jonah to the whale
Big mouths follow behind you
Still small voice swallowed by you


You failed
You picked the right time to fail
Got your past behind you
Got your future in front of you


You can't go back
You can go on