Tomorrow will be different I predictably once again mutter
Wake up feeling brand new and rid my life of all the clutter
Familiar friend snooze shows up again and closes the shutter
Each vibrant night so filled with life then awaken in the gutter

Lunchtime sleeps in again just woke to a say good afternoon
Sneaky evening sweeps in again, happy hour came too soon
Priorities drank to a crooked ***** now found a mate to spoon
Tomorrow's excuses are tonight's mistakes, I blame the full moon

What better day then tomorrow I say, to start to stop to procrastinate
Appropriately bleak is the morning when the sleep I seek is tasty bait
A vicious deprived morning guy curses the night guy"s life with hate
He replies to his morning eyes, sleep when we"re dead, but it's too late

A veil blankets the city with tranquility as the hours seep rapidly into the deep night
Each passing minute jealous of the last for being too fast and now it's all about spite
If sleep was just wrong, then you could write a song, about finally wanting to be right
Reminded again, right on time as I'm finally tired at the first sight of the morning light

Is it infatuation combined with the new lovely scent
With saturation would the hail begin to make a dent
The flirtation fades with each and every hour spent
The deflation sets in on our slow inevitable descent
The stagnation creeps up like another month's rent
As temptation calls out wondering where you went
A Castration can't compare to this type of torment
No frustration in the world like time"s resentment

If you could only flaw less in your never ending search
Go back to the drawing board or maybe even try church

History repeats itself, feelings of heartbroken violence
As you lay next to me breathing a beautiful soft silence

She"ll never truly be free, never let down her guard
Ironically we can never be, both emotionally scarred

Shared memories framed by another fleeting exposure
Shall never come close to providing adequate closure

No matter how this ends my soul will still need a cast
Smiling big as it mends, for moments lived like our last
Optically delusional to the pastures of greener grass so vast
Finally destined to arrive yet can"t stop longing for the past

Tragically we are meant to be, only if we are actually apart
Insane levels of pain tearing through the veins of my heart

Today we are again away, but our time I shall forever cherish
Tomorrow"s just another day without you until I finally perish

My encaged still feet begin to grow restless at a pace ever so rapid
My enraged heart squeezes my lungs breathless, a feeling so vapid

Choice is thrown in the trash when you have a need to move like a magnet
Voice and tone cause a splash, as water will concede to avoid being stagnant
Rejoice, grown from the crash, imagination starts to bleed another fragment

Do you know what it's like to never truly know a real home?
Except for when you"re on the road again ever ready to roam?
So many wild oats waiting for their fateful needle to be sewn
Medusas eyes are the only way I'd lay as motionless as a stone

Remind me please with a cleansing sneeze of my allergies
I'm allergic to dying
Bare feet on the gravel, I must travel or my soul will unravel
My existence, is trying
To deprive me of my drive would mean I am no longer alive

One
Turns two
Fun turns blue
After I leave you

Two creates
Words with weights
As one still masterbates
Wasting the potential children's fates

Three"s a crowd
Because egos are proud
Try and test what"s allowed
Cross the line and you"re disavowed

Four doubles the date
And now begins the debate
And it would have been great
Except the translator showed up too late

Five forms a final team
No more need to swim upstream
Finally poetry to boost your self esteem
Then you sadly realize...twas just a dream

Should I care less or should I care more
Is she a princess or is she a filthy *****
She swears she"s never done this before
As her clothes are spread upon the floor

You need to get your priorities straight and settle on a career
Stare at the wall and sing along as you drink your 98th beer
Continue to stall, it's the same old song again stuck in your ear
Resolutions fall as we all collectively clamor for the next year

Procrastinations penetrate my existence like a freshly sharpened blade
Distractions claim me with persistence as another flight gets delayed
Obligations infiltrate my resistance like an enemy army would invade
Aspirations of rainy day"s assistance to cancel the meaningless parade

Entangled lies leading to this ever complex web that we all weave
What and whys bleeding into the conversational goal to deceive
Wide open eyes shocked into truth on his first real Christmas Eve
Someone dies every .9 seconds yet we still lack the will to believe

Expectations slide and diminish as I grow wiser and more superstitious
Presume it's low tide and finish with a wave that's astoundingly vicious

Don"t be fooled by my disguise as I continue to build and prepare for the worst
Every day I rise comes a surprise to my eyes with another heart quenched thirst

Oblivious pessimistic sheople treading in the desert, then they ask me for a drink
Reality cracked their rose colored glasses, now they see my glass teeter on the brink

So try and hope less and enjoy life more
Real optimism prevails from your core

You only want to talk to me when your hopped up on caffeine
And then you come crying with a popped open empty canteen

Relativity reminds us that it could always be worse or better
As technology blinds us to the simple pleasure of a letter

So wear your smiles across your faces like a filthy circus clown
Mine will travel miles and I won't let you all drag me down

Life's easy to waste chasing all the different quantities or amounts
But it´s the quality of taste of what's in your glass that really counts

The skull shattering pressure at the bottom of the deep blue
Shall never dare compare to the despair that I feel losing you

Vivid Memories of you in my head will eternally continue to flow
Even long after we are both dead, the wind will still start to blow
And while you are still ahead, I'll wonder if its you, but never know
The bittersweet curse instead to live as the suffering begins to slow