Every Day Is For The Living

P Peter S. Quinn Peter S. Quinn
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Every day is for the living With any freedom to be free In so much opportunity giving Anything might come to be Yesterdays are what you want to Cause they are still in your mind Rising height and going through What has been left behind? We could give a two sided way With our chorus love song So much here to live for a day And in the futures to long And nothing goes so easily That has not still been here Momentarily and breezily Tomorrow is in our everywhere Living for the yesteryear Can’t be done in our future luck Because unsigned fates are so near And with them we will get stuck Living is not for the past But a coming day to steer Nothing is going though to last Oblivion houses are everywhere Staying nights and its cloudy grey Two sided coins thrown In the time roundly on lay That is here in our own town Immortals touch is never known In its own finding heart Night is a nightly dim gown Or a stuck in the middle dart Giving you unsecure matches Making and sometimes helping out Dubs and its many scratches With every hope and doubt Somewhere a time is a snitch Judgments of ways to try Nothing that gives to be rich Only a hopeful luck or its lie You can do anything you do Nothing seems real these days So much to come out of the blue In every temper and grays (from my Album: Something More)

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