around the bend

oh to sleep the night away without dreams of yesterday drifting quiet through the years avoiding the knives and spears cast by those in jealous rage lost in battles that they wage walking into morning's light freed from demons of the night turning gaze to open roads as the day slowly unfolds hoping now for something new underneath the skies of blue sometimes we cannot escape all that's hidden in one's fate but we hang on to the hope that through this day we shall cope always something in the air here and there and everywhere around bends rivers are bound tomorrows wait to be found people still search high and low some move fast some move slow but there's nothing there to find the future's far from their time waking on another morn far from where we had been born we'll find there's no magic wand which returns to us what's gone what's to come is in the wind and surely has already been