Good enough

The clouds may be thick and heavy

The stars twinkle less bright

Knowing the sun will still come up

I will rise and take my flight

Is good enough

I might not be wise and well cut

Only a jester in your court

Knowing I make you laugh

I am doing my perfect part

Is good enough

I might be drunk and unsteady

Lost and wandering in a hole

I know the steps to the winehouse

Are etched into my soul

Is good enough

I may not find my perfect silence

Or the treasure they say is quiet

But that I hear the thunder in the words

And that the pause is quite a riot

Is good enough