Tomorrow

A new day

A fresh start

Never looking back, I can see the sunrise

And I feel that nothing could go wrong

Another night

An old ghost

Always walking backwards, I can see the sunset

And I feel that nothing could go right

Another day is calling

A new night is waiting

Always with my eyes closed, I can feel the sunshine

Always with my heart open, I'm will face down my demons

And I know that while shit may happen, everything will be alright

And so—just as the bird shall sing each morning to welcome the rising sun, her eggs safe and sound or stolen by the serpent while she slept, her thoughts of the past used as lessons and those of the future used as guides—so shall I awake tomorrow

"If you always keep one foot in the past, and the other in the future, you'll end up shitting all over today."—Max of Unit 5 West

Rematch

You see Me and ask:
"Hey...where the hell are You going?"
I scream for mercy.
I beg you to stop.
You just smack Me around some more and tell Me to "Shut the fuck up."
You say I disappoint You.
Right before You drag me back to the front lines you say:
"If You're going to run away, at least have the sac to get past Me."

So now I'm waiting.
Doing My job.
Manning the heavy artillery and praying I still have one more shell.
Running across the No-Man's-Land and praying this isn't the last time I see the sky.
I pray a lot.
But I'm not praying just to live longer.
No.
I pray that I live long enough to see You punch out and head home.

When You punch out, I'll sneak up.
I'll show You I have the sac to get past You.
When You punch out, I'll punch You out.

You've had me under your thumb too long.
So here is My rebellion.

I can see you getting ready to leave for the night.
And when you do, I'll try to run away again.
But I will make it this time.
I'm gonna bring 150% and beat the shit out of You the way You did me.

You just walked out.
Time for My rematch.
Just I against Me against Myself.
I see you and ask:
"Hey...where the hell are You going?"