When the only time worth mentioning
is tomorrow and not right now
Where tiny sorrows fall like raindrops
Touching all the chimney tops
and flooding our apartments
that once held the happiness
that now we strive to discover.
When did sorrow turn to commonplace
This trick of everyday reality
This belief that tomorrow is the day
when all our demons go away
When sun can shine
and birds can chirp
and anything can happen.
That tomorrow isn't days away
like all those words you tried to say
It's hidden in your tapping feet
that ones that walk
when all you want to do is run.
Its in your mouth
when you look down hallways
and find a single person
tossing their hair
looking like your next best friend
But you don't say a single sound
You wait for fortune to take its turn
You wait for reasons to be heard.
When really they all live inside you
Don't use your time
like you have all eternity
because a day will dawn
when all your hopes
lay forgotten in yesterday.
Just do something
anything
to find that desperate happiness
that lived around your childhood
your first soft toy
your mothers best perfume
Just do something
that you love to do
and do it again and again
And if you forget
why you do this thing
Then let it be
for a while
and find some other toy
See if that
is what gives your heart
a reason to keep beating.
And if it does
then you have found
what today is all about.
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