Falling behind.
Another day spent stagnant each passing moment.
There's so many places to go
that nothing could keep up to the pace,
time would have to slow down.
So I fall behind.
I've got my gaze glued to the back of my own eyelids,
still I need a closer look to know what's really there.
And what is the horizon but an infinite distance?
Where the sun goes down is where the day ends.
But one day
I will stand at tomorrowmornings doorstep
and walk away.
Daydreams just aren't enough to get you high.
(To get you by)
Stare further into the distance
and my eyelids start gaining weight.
One can't always be that strong,
to lift the burden and carry on.
(And carry on)
But one day
I will stand at tomorrowmornings doorstep
and walk away.
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