Don’t you see that after all,
this was never meant to last?
That every turn and every touch
is nothing but tomorrow’s past?
That even the most grievous days
fade - willy-nilly - overnight,
as dawn and early morning haze
play you their tune and set things right.
And don’t you know that this today,
is soon to be a yesterday?
So take a shot, bend it your way,
for it is never meant to stay.
Feb 23, 2020
Feb 23, 2020 at 12:44 PM UTC
Don’t you see that after all,
this was never meant to last?
That every turn and every touch
is nothing but tomorrow’s past?
That even the most grievous days
fade - willy-nilly - overnight,
as dawn and early morning haze
play you their tune and set things right.
And don’t you know that this today,
is soon to be a yesterday?
So take a shot, bend it your way,
for it is never meant to stay.
