It Is What It Is

This is the first day the flowers wilt and fold
Nothing reverses, aridity takes hold
The call coulda been answered
The wall woulda been questioned
The fall shoulda been prevented
But it is what it is
This is the first day our friend is free from pain
Voyaging on, while the rest of us remain
The call coulda been answered
The wall woulda been questioned
The fall shoulda been prevented
But it is what it is