Hope For Tomorrow

Stuck in a quagmire Bound by a bog Blinded by mist And shrouded by fog I try to move forward But only go down Grasping and groping To find solid ground All of my efforts And all of my pains Only produce More taxable gains Each swing of my hammer Each bead of my sweat Just launches me further And deeper in debt If only just once A buck was a buck And not just a target With me as the duck I might live to flourish Fulfilling my dreams Instead of recurring To shadows and schemes But maybe one day The clouds will all break The sun will shine through And I will awake To stand in the glory That I should have known Could only be found At the side of the throne Rockman :-)