The Waves

Do you worry when you think about the things that you are?
I do too and I've just realized it hasn't got me very far
And that our dreams die with us in our hospital beds
All our long term plans get cut short instead
The only long term things we have are loneliness and stress
Cursing sunny days and praying for rain sure is getting old
And thinking that way never helped anyone, or at least that's what I'm told
But all I'm seeing is the ones that I love
Struggling to keep their heads above
The waves that would drown me every time
If they weren't there to pull me out

For what it's worth none of this would be worth it
Without knowing that I'm not alone
But as the sun breaks through the clouds
And shines through the rain drops on the window
Right into our eyes we don't feel a thing
Because we are too busy getting bogged down
In the minor details
Which makes it impossible to live in the moment
So we live every day like it's our last
By drinking ourselves to death and we can't get enough

"Dear Christ, to be born for this!"