Now that morning is close
should we get on our toes?
now that we feel the cold morning sun
should we start the day with a run?
now that we've crossed the first edge
can we still keep the lover's pledge?

I feel fate dragging me closer
and 'now' leaving me no offer
on yesterday's struggles, i won't ponder
but on tomorrow's success I'd rather
plead on my behalf gracious altars
for on its scrolls are strict orders

my heart looked me in the eyes
i swear, it asked if I'd really liked the highs
it all just don't seem right
but who i am to dare nature's blight
i haven't answers for my whys
but to reach the skies, i must bend my thighs
for me, even tears would cry
but to you, its not goodbye!