It's a waste of breath to try and fight inevitability.
There's something lurking deep inside the belly of certainty.
And it's got a plan for us
Inside ourselves and in God we trust
Because we've lost it and felt it somewhere.
This liminal life has got me down.
So I'll accept the night when it cancels out the morning sun.
And you'll reject the world for what you think it hasn't done.
But what more can we do?
It'll be waiting here, without me but with you
Listening intently and waiting patiently.
What more can we say
In a blink of an eye it'll be gone anyway
So live this well.
Could you help me live this well?