You've never fought for something you could see.
- I know she said,
the nebular obstacle's always been in front of me.
“Tomorrow’s just another day”,
he tried to soothe me.
But one day it'll be important,
so my thoughts better start getting rearranged.
-Today's day is tomorrow’s
past, while you are given it,
cling onto all you've got.
I will fight, just for the sake of fightin',
no matter if it's for an empty box
or the things in prospect that made this all worthwhile.
© in 2014
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