One

Live a great deal of my life in my head.

This steady rhythm only punctuated by imagination
Sunrise, sunset, then sunrise again
A never ending revolution

Who's to say that tomorrow will be different from today
Who would tell me what to smile to?
The only difference from this light to the one before
Is that I don’t know if this night will happen

People rush by with their heads down
Don’t they see how the dawn paints the clouds?
What could’ve happened, so deadening
That all the beauty had been stripped of their world…
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