*I know I've submitted to frailty.
I know I'm allowing where it takes me.*
I'm heading to places
where my skin best fit.
I'm dreaming of places
where my bones don't grind to grit.
*I know I've conceded to a state of mind.
I know I'm lost to a cause no one could find.*
I'm hiking up hills and knolls
angled steep.
I'm drifting through waters
that run too deep.
*I know I'm stuck to ideals - weathered and worn.
But I know I might be better...
in the morn.*
Jun 15, 2017
Jun 15, 2017 at 7:47 AM UTC
*I know I've submitted to frailty.
I know I'm allowing where it takes me.*
I'm heading to places
where my skin best fit.
I'm dreaming of places
where my bones don't grind to grit.
*I know I've conceded to a state of mind.
I know I'm lost to a cause no one could find.*
I'm hiking up hills and knolls
angled steep.
I'm drifting through waters
that run too deep.
*I know I'm stuck to ideals - weathered and worn.
But I know I might be better...
in the morn.*
Current earworm.
Tennis - In the Morning I'll Be Better
"Though our bodies have betrayed us
In a million different ways
In the morning, I’ll be
Oh, better, better, yeah"
