I went to the local RMV today.Upon my turn in line, I asked the clerk info pertaining to what documents were necessary for my transaction today. She told me that what I already had was appropriate. I then went and sat for an hour peacefully reading the Herald and curiously watching people on occasion.I knew I would be in an impatient demeanor, so I started to go through the words to "Noly Noly Crimbellum" in my head. The song has a calming and inspiring tone that builds and builds. I thought about all the people in there waiting to be turned into disgruntled innocents, by the frustration and melancholy that is the RMV. Some of these people are struggling to save money or out of work and driving their vehicles to find work or go to interviews. They need proper documentation to get proper documentaion!I then thought more about the words ( And as the well runs dry, while so many stand, waiting for some more, please understand). The fact that they all will pay some outrageous fee for their transaction to our infrastructure kinda erked me a bit. Then I thought of what the money goes towards. It goes right back into that same system that supplies support and financial relief to those same people standing right there with me.( They have no idea whence this stuff comes,who owes who, when all is said and done.). It all made me think about business in general. As my time arrived for getting a new MA license, I approached the window and though to myself " that wasn't too bad a wait( it's easy lines). Anyway, I was declined and told I didn't have enough documentation. AAARRRGGGHHH!!! It was like closing my eyes and playing a game of chance. I asked for the supevisor, went to him,He saw me coming.I kept continuing to think to myself ( it's easy lines)He stepped away into an office to talk to a coworker for 3 min. He then walked past me went out a door and disappeared for 30 sec. ( It's easy lines. He then came back, he told me I needed some thing different, which I had in my car.I went back to the car to get it to finish my business, after being sent to a 3rd clerk who finally took my new pic and gave me a temp license, I finally escaped Hell or " the ageless dance".The point is that the song helped me deal much better with the circumstances of my situation and a possible meaning to the song and its possible origins? Thank you once again wise sages.