Apr. 03, 2004,23:33
An hour, an increment
somedays it all makes sense
oh, the lies we believe
like the air that we breathe
in and out
inspire, expire
until our genes let loose
this terminal code
its already been happening
even as you read these words
so good morning and good night
and what i hate most about today
or this awkward transition
(yes, more life cliches)
is that i am going to lose an hour
yes an hour that never existed
and hour that i already gave
and what were we thinking? giving that hour away?
because now i realise what i have done
and its only one freaking hour
but that was my hour
and I could have lived
I could have done something beautiful
I could have been something
but mostly, i could have slept in one more hour
oh, the lies we believe
like the air that we breathe
in and out
inspire, expire
until our genes let loose
this terminal code
its already been happening
even as you read these words
so good morning and good night
and what i hate most about today
or this awkward transition
(yes, more life cliches)
is that i am going to lose an hour
yes an hour that never existed
and hour that i already gave
and what were we thinking? giving that hour away?
because now i realise what i have done
and its only one freaking hour
but that was my hour
and I could have lived
I could have done something beautiful
I could have been something
but mostly, i could have slept in one more hour