Feeling A Little Philosophical
May 19, 2019 § 1 Comment
It’s been a few days since my last post. My apologies. Today’s entry finds me getting a bit philosophical about time and what is and is not in our control.
I’ve been listening to John Gorka all morning, and as I’m looking back over my lyrics, I’m imagining them being sung by him or in a vocal style similar to his.
The verse structure is a little different, I think. The first four lines sort of flow together, then the fifth line sort of tags on like a closing statement in each verse.
As always, let me know what you think. Enjoy.
Back Around The Sun
I can’t look into the future
I can’t think about the past
Whatever’s in between is all I have
Like something fleeting in a photograph
Out of focus, almost out of frame
Every day’s another struggle
To do better than the last
I can’t measure life by victories won
Every day’s another one and done
No two are ever quite the same
The days they come, the days they go
Where they’re headed, no one can know
Somewhere into the great beyond
There, to circle back around the sun
I don’t ask about tomorrow
I won’t relive yesterday
Today’s the only thing I can control
The rest just disappears into a hole
Not mine to see or to understand
Time is just a construct of the mind
One moment here, the next one gone
Who’s to say that what we leave behind
Isn’t waiting up ahead to help us carry on
Every night’s another mystery
When the light has gone away
Find ourselves on the dark side of the sun
Real and imagined, they both seem as one
Looking for the promise in the Promised Land
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