Carrying on
A poet with no voice
People often run the long road
Beholding and hoping for the end
Maybe a promise, a debt, a goal
Or a given mission to transcend
It may never go to completion
Many lives end on their way
Driven by the obsession
They lived each day
There are times when one flies high
But others falling down
Power once felt like infinite
Becomes hard to be found
Each season may seem eternal
But they will all be gone
For the days that are infernal
As well as the glorious ones
Over the years, as more candles you light
You are not just getting old
With every new year alive
Four seasons have unfolded
Know they will all be back again
But life never repeats the past
Still, it's certain to face the pain
Then pave your way to joy at last
Each season will be the same dance
But never be the same old song
For them all one thing still makes sense
After each season life goes on
Each season may seem eternal
But they will all be gone
For the days that are infernal
As well as the glorious ones
That long road has no ending line
Each chapter's part of a cycle
Each season may seem eternal
But they will all be gone
For the days that are infernal
As well as the glorious ones
Each season may seem eternal
But they will all be gone
For the days that are infernal
As well as the glorious ones
Everybody needs a reason to carry on