Sunday, March 30, 2008

• Comprehension

  And there's just not enough time

  In a day, nor a life

  To do everything we ever

  Dreamed we could

  And I know it would take

  All of ten-thousand nights

  To apologize only for yesterday

  But time is a thing created

  And, funny, it's Your hand that made it

  And You could erase

  All hist'ry in a minute

  A second or an hour

  Whatever You'd like

  But for some reason

  My mind cannot comprehend

  Why You choose to keep me on

  Keep these lungs breathing

  Keep this heart beating

  Beating

  Beating

  Beating

  But I will keep dreaming

  Long as I can, I will try

  To do the things You've made me to

  Follow the dreams inside of me

  And give every second right back.

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