I look ahead
I can’t turn back time
So I do not turn back my head
Life is a game, my friend
You’re chained to a chessboard
Either you put a mat
Or they’ll set up a tombstone for you
Calm your mind and take a deep breath
before you dip your head
in a pile of wishes and dreams
Before the morning light hits you
consider whether it is worth
rocking in the clouds
When they ground the plane
You’re not going anywhere anyway
