Wednesday, November 5, 2008

A peek through my rose colored glasses

Some day the time will come
When all your dreams won’t be undone
Some day you will see
That life is just as it was meant to be
Someday when you listen to your heart
Your world won’t fall apart
Someday the things you believed
Won’t be hatefully perceived
Some day when you look around
You won’t find darkness abound
Some day you won’t play along
Some day you’ll really belong
Some day life won’t be a race
Some day you’ll find your place
Some day you won’t have to fight
Some day life will turn out right
Someday you’ll find your streak
Behind the clouds so dark, so bleak
Then one fine morning, it is your day
Then one fine morning the world hears you say
From today I know,
From today I feel
From today I’m right
From today I heal
From today things go my way
From today someday is everyday.

And yet again I find myself...

Yet again my heart wonders why
The only thing I want is all they deny
Everyone knows just how to win
Only I seem to be paying for my sin
The world, as a cynic I can blame
But my battle with destiny remains the same
Caught in a crusade against time
I see that opportunity window sublime
Before the darkness penetrates to my soul
Before the world takes its toll
Before the sun falls through the sky
Before bidding my final goodbye
There’s something I want you to know
When life wouldn’t spare me a low
You were the high I lived for.
You said I loose to you my heart
When winning seemed a distant art
When this pitiless domain scorched my core
You brought me up from my knees
Touched me gently like a cool summer breeze
No garden of Eden, no paradise
No reverence to Inferno beyond my demise
you are my savior, that breath of life
The emancipating kernel of my strife