The first day is the first spray of ocean
before you get your feet wet
Before you feel the chilling wind
and before the water stings deep
into your eye sockets
wet tears barrage your face
soak into your clothes
soaking almost to your soul
but stops just short of getting your soulfeet wet

The first day is often misconstrued
where i miss you
will always be misused
that it's probably too soon
and you'll miss every breathtaking view
it's preached as truth
yet i've found something a little more true

The first day is the day before you see a shooting comet
riding a bolt of lightning
you aren't even aware of tomorrows frightening existence
because you are enlightened
and today is the war you are fighting
with every last breath, breathing
like you're breathing for three life hungry people
setting foot in a new land
where life is given away free at every grocery stand
and the more you miss
the more we miss each others grasped hands
so miss as little as you possibly can
Day two is just around the bend
yet you cant see around corners
so please understand
when i demand
that you not miss me

But if you slip up
just slip your hand into your pocket
and i'll hold your hand
for as long as i can
before you take it out
and ill understand completely
our fingers won't kiss goodbye
but kiss so it will linger
until our hands find each other again

Today is the first day
yet it's the last today as well
so make the last day count
And be astounded.