tomorrows at your door and it has you by the throat.
put your best foot forward into your final resting place.
as the years drop like days, lost in a lifetime, the clock's ticking overtime.
lost in a lifetime, grab all you can.
the best of intentions are fallen on deaf ears,
a string of ambition leaves a trail of fears.
yesterday is overcast but we trudge on.
blurred and uncertain to our tired songs.