Unknown Tomorrow
In this silent evening
I have stopped worring,
I'm convinced to forget
the worries of the present...
I dream of the unknown tomorrow by
looking up at the serene sky;
my solitude gets deeper
as darkness draws nearer...
If sadness gets unbearable,
I'll try to find comfort
from anyone who might
lift up my spirit;
where else will I find an honest smile
if not in someone who cares a lot?
In this stange moment
I remain to dream of that
mysterious land which appears
in the clear distance;
down there there must be
something to make
a few changes
into my destiny...
I'm not afraid of the unknown tomorrow,
whatever expects me
I'll accept it with courage;
I dream of the unknow tomorrow
as the red sun burns on the range...
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2005
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