Whatever Tomorrow Might Be
sometimes
i just feel like throwing in the towel
but something tells me to hold on
to hold on
to keep trying
not crying
but defining
the outcome
of whatever might be
i wish oh i wish
that i could run away
to someplace distant
and of no decay
where we can play basket ball under the street light
and count the stars while gazing at such a sight
to fall asleep in the meadows
in the grasslands
mother nature so cautiously bestowed
without feeling guilty
nor filthy
about tomorrow's worry
to wake up
early
5am
to watch the sunrise
staring in awe at God's handiwork
or we could arise to the smell of smoked salmon
breakfast's delights
and when's all said and done
we can bake in the sun till dark
and when it pours
we could go indoors
wear out the x-box
turn the ps-2 aflame
or we could just turn on the music
and dance our hearts out in the rain
or we could simply
construct cases
and tear cases
listen
think
and speak
all day
all day long
without a care in the world
sigh
but this sort of thinking hardly lasts
cuz reality never fails to kick in
i am terrified
mortified
petrified
of what the future might bring
sometimes
i just feel like throwing in the towel
but something within just tells me to hold on
to hold on
to keep trying
not crying
but defining
the outcome of whatever might be
whatever tomorrow might be..
i just feel like throwing in the towel
but something tells me to hold on
to hold on
to keep trying
not crying
but defining
the outcome
of whatever might be
i wish oh i wish
that i could run away
to someplace distant
and of no decay
where we can play basket ball under the street light
and count the stars while gazing at such a sight
to fall asleep in the meadows
in the grasslands
mother nature so cautiously bestowed
without feeling guilty
nor filthy
about tomorrow's worry
to wake up
early
5am
to watch the sunrise
staring in awe at God's handiwork
or we could arise to the smell of smoked salmon
breakfast's delights
and when's all said and done
we can bake in the sun till dark
and when it pours
we could go indoors
wear out the x-box
turn the ps-2 aflame
or we could just turn on the music
and dance our hearts out in the rain
or we could simply
construct cases
and tear cases
listen
think
and speak
all day
all day long
without a care in the world
sigh
but this sort of thinking hardly lasts
cuz reality never fails to kick in
i am terrified
mortified
petrified
of what the future might bring
sometimes
i just feel like throwing in the towel
but something within just tells me to hold on
to hold on
to keep trying
not crying
but defining
the outcome of whatever might be
whatever tomorrow might be..