Pecking Order

Tomorrows at your door and it has you by the throat
Put your best foot forward into your final resting place
As the years drop like days, lost in a lifetime, the clock's ticking overtime
Lost in a lifetime, grab all you can
The best of intentions are fallen on deaf ears
A string of ambition leaves a trail of fears
Yesterday is overcast but we trudge on
Blurred and uncertain to our tired songs