When you are trying to get something you want
You know its in your grasp
Then it falls flat down at your feet
Then you run to find it again
Grasping, breathing, knowing
That its yours no matter the cost

You plan
You walk
You run
You make every thing count

Because its now or never

Tomorrow is too late
Today is all you’ve got
Then eventually
Through every frustration, set back, delay, breakdown

Through the beating sun, the long cues
the power that isn’t within your hands

By sundown
It comes
Because today you made everything count

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