Oh friend how I fret

I've also been busy being nervous about travelling, which can be quite tiring. The being nervous I mean. The travelling also. In honour of Song Lyric Sunday (and only 2 days late);

Oh, can’t you tell
That I worry very well?
Oh old friend, how I fret
Things you wouldn’t want to wrestle
The hills below sloping
Down to the beach
And here’s here’s here’s hoping
Our young bodies will keep
Oh, can’t you tell
That I worry very well?
Old friend, how I fret
Like you wouldn’t want to know it
So might you leave?
Us all to grieve? ...

Holly Throsby