Beneath this scape of sun

I claw at every minute as we

Clutch today

In disdain of tomorrow

The holiness of now

Which we will soon betray

And with a sickening hope

I dangle from the modicum

Of chance that has run

Two steps ahead always

It mocks as I

Lose track of everyone



I could have turned my back

To make myself more nothing yet

So give me comfort now

It is the last that we will ever get



And as the stars arise

To call the end of time

With midnight near

I look into my hands

The only thing I've held

Is foolish fear

I turn my head at last

Now giving up pursuit

With what to show?

I've been outrun but given this,

The only joy of our regret: to know

This could have been yours