Looking on

IDK... this is awful. my play list must be getting old...

Never seeing what we have,
when what we have is by our side.

Never seems we can hold on-
this perfect present situation.

The future is our alibi,
lying here watching the ceiling.

You always tried- brought up the past,
but chances are that I was sleeping.

What’s the point now to regret?
Precious time, it’s not worth wasting.

You always seemed to hold your ground
don’t tumble now, your world-

it’s looking on.