Where do we look When there is no cure And our hearts ache Like never before You can talk to angels Write love songs Think about Jesus On the hill of Calvary, but You walk away with A hole in your heart Still looking every way There is no cure, so You do your best Keep taking steps never Stopping to rest and You look for joy in every Moment and feel you Have it over the rest, But this is no contest No winner take all And no matter what Cards you hold you know Your day is coming When they lay you down To rest. The looking is Over as is the writing And the singing and then You know this is the cure Stanski May 6, 2021 ^