I have an empty bottle to place my dreams,
but I best fill it quickly before it sinks,
Yet time is not on my side as though it seems.

The world moves fast, that I look twice,
It plays cruel when you're acting nice.

And you'd have to give Love, and then repeat,
Cause if you can't do that then you won't receive.
And I know it's odd, but True indeed.
Cause this love we have is all we need.

And as they say faith can move a mountain, I don't really have much to prove,
They say I don't fit, but can't even fit in my shoe.
I know it's odd but kinda true.

And there's no real distraction from what is happening,
And I'm a young man just acting so old fashioned .

And these lessons too kinda feel the same way,
Just used for a different day.

But this empty bottle would tell me otherwise,
And you'd know me keeping it as a prize.

Though the world would hate us,
sadly we can't hate equally.
So we'll be the unbalance.

So a cheers to what I'll pour out of this empty glass of mine,
And to the future, and perhaps this drink, both to last me through time.