Too many tomorrows may come and go
But, for the young, once, such as I
There's no more excitement for tomorrow
To gain more fame and honor
The craving for applause...
To be on top of them all
Are pebbles in my shoes...
I no longer long for
Today, the sun may not shine...
As bright as it was yesterday
But, the melancholy it brings
Is not for promises yesterday were broken
Nor for dreams that weren't obtained
It is for tomorrow which my naked eyes
To see if will come... still, uncertain
Before I rest behind the sunset...
Let my mission be accomplished
For, tomorrow might be...
... too late!!!
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