in twenty twenty
I wish'd seen what twenty twenty two would have been
But if I saw or if I'd seen
I'd have had to have had a time machine
For nothing's lost and nothing's gained
But what we remember in our brains
And vision of a future scene
Is not worth as much as having been
And lived the life that could have been or should have been
Somethings are given and some forgiven
Some are taken and some forsaken
And if you make or try to shake them
In the kaleidoscope of dreams
Well shadows awaken in shallow streams
And darkness creeps into forgettable seams
You thought you'd papered over
And glued shut the cracks
But being human means there are things man lacks
And woman too is not perfect
Only she needs to be reminded
While showing sufficient respect
No comments:
Post a Comment