Round Bowls and Broken Dreams

Sometimes Things Don’t Always Turn Out

Vocals and lyrics By Mary McGrath Copyright 2020, all rights reserved

Once, I had a round bowl. It was smooth, So shiny, I could see myself.

It held lots of fruit and Fresh picked wishes I’d store there Each day I’d savor One, by one My dreams were so full, I could want for…

None came true Alas I knew Fresh fruit rarely stayed ripe Uneaten, it grows old Rotted round flesh molded Dreams die

And now I have An old bowl Chipped full Of pits and skin, Dried stems Worn hopes and Tired dreams…

Here’s a link to the song:

https://alonetone.com/grathy/tracks/round-bowls-and-broken-dreams-2