You make your play
you say you do your best
you grit, get
steely, but the real test
to face with any game
you can beg or borrow
is the one that comes the day
after tomorrow
anticipation
it's an easy escape
and it's great on the day
you bust through that red tape
and that momentum will
carry you across one other
day after tomorrow
is a wall my brother
don't slack for a minute
don't dare brake for breath
you must bank steam
like you're soon to race with death
and if you meet that wall
at an outright run
you might see a new thing
you might just call it fun
what
No comments:
Post a Comment