Yesterday, it was too far away.
Now I am closer by a day.
This moment is beautiful - the anticipation:
The dreams, the possibilities, the expectation
For which I have so yearned;
Not yet arrived, nor been ruined
What I desire may come out well
Or, if luck so desires, go downhill
There is yet hope, at this instant -
Tomorrow may bring resentment
The precise point in time to find
The courage it leaves behind
To face the result, come what may -
To rise afresh in the dawn of day
Not a moment too soon, not one too late
What is life, if not an endless wait
For what the morrow brings?
The heart must take to its wings...
Now I am closer by a day.
This moment is beautiful - the anticipation:
The dreams, the possibilities, the expectation
For which I have so yearned;
Not yet arrived, nor been ruined
What I desire may come out well
Or, if luck so desires, go downhill
There is yet hope, at this instant -
Tomorrow may bring resentment
The precise point in time to find
The courage it leaves behind
To face the result, come what may -
To rise afresh in the dawn of day
Not a moment too soon, not one too late
What is life, if not an endless wait
For what the morrow brings?
The heart must take to its wings...
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