You are busy searching
On the bed, under the bed
On the chair, under the chair
On the table, under the table
Until you realize that the keys
Are in your hands all the while
And you laugh at the jolly folly
You are busy wondering
Who has seen your keys?
Who has stolen the keys?
Who has hidden the keys?
Until you realize that the keys
Are in your hands all the while
And you laugh at the jolly folly
You are busy chasing
The powers that be up and down
And big names for their attention
Thinking that they have your keys
Until you realize that the keys
Are in your hands all the while
And you laugh at the jolly folly
You are holding the keys that you are looking for in your very own hands.
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