Chances

Future days are so tempting to follow Think they will fill empty time Crushing to see they are hollow Wasting today on the chase is a crime Forgetting yesterday like it was never here Not realizing it took you to tomorrow Too busy creating fear Too occupied with faking sorrow All through these hours Throwing to the wind thoughts of the end Some invisible power towers... ...over us except we don't care what's around that bend Curve around it while holding our breath For the hand of time to drag us up those flights and hope it does not bring us to the hour of our death Instead letting us slip through that plight After all tomorrow is another day Another chance to tempt what fate has in store My words will always say "I need one day more" Written April 19th, 2002 © on Apr 19 2002 08:52 AM PST   18 • 0 • 9