The sun will rise everyday,
Then will decent at sunset everyday,
The air will fill and empty your lungs
Every second and every minute everyday,
Hundreds of people die everyday,
But there’s thousands of births everyday,
Your history grows with every passing day,
And your future grows smaller everyday,
You must open your gift, the present, everyday
Even if it’s unpleasant or the best thing ever,
You must accept this gift everyday
And everyday and everyday and everyday,

Then comes that one day,
You see the sunrise and the sunset
And feel the air pass through your lungs
On that day you can touch the happy
Ambience of new live, the last time, and hear
The stories of your yesterday and listen
To the hopes for an innocent infant’s life,
On that day your hopes are pipe dreams
Cause today there’s no more tomorrow
Sadly, you join the fact of everyday
Then when you enter the door of sorrow
Inside the house the beds are cold coffins
And your everyday become yesterday.