When I try that, words fall
And rhythm seems to stumble along
But what does it matter?
As long as I release it all
Everyday something new
Some things bad
Others too good to be true
Looking forward to new with you
Always glancing back at things I had
Silent thoughtful days remind me of so many things
The moon is soon replaced by the sun
I open my eyes to what the new day brings
I try to take on the world
But alas I’m just an army of one
Gotta figure out how to get along
Gotta figure out how to write some of these more like a song
Still being thankful for everything I have
Everything I have now
Now in the present
Sent from the heavens…
Before it’s all gone…
Got a lot more in life to figure out besides how to write some song.