looking through time
I waited through the beats I found in your music. The reverb of my actions I have been playing inside my head. Those places I have travled to which can not hide from my present. The living day of words where I can find myself trapped inside those past places. Maybe at the time I feel it break, I finally realize the day I have wasted. Turning around to look up at my decisions, I am finally awake. Open to a night where I can remeber nothing but the actions I have created. This day is almost over and I am left to find where I may lay. Its getting later by the time I spend racing around steps I can not reach. So thats for saying something today. Cause without it, I can't seem to move away from the past hour. I only start to feel your here when I remeber your gone. And I can only imagine what its like to spend time with the one I care for. Maybe it will make a difference when your gone. Cause I wont have time to come back to you. And it will be to late to explain this to you.
Im always to late to live out the present moment
