Every Day Is Another Song

Every day is another song With its ways and emotion Some of love and so young In its timeless time ocean Every love has somewhere been In its vent and true thought So much feeling it has seen What it is and what it ought Circling joins through the ways Something of life to tell Each times stamp in its haze Like a cloud that cannot dwell Going on here still to live From the day it comes to form In every course done to give Where its bedim once swarm Fortunate ways leap of fate Some to find and to place Rising sail through the grate In its varied many ways Find the dream that surround In their distance and nearby Every day is here still bound In its beginning to make its tie