Tomorrow's alway's near.

Looking for some solitude among this gloomy day.
As I walk along the beach front,
I've got nothing much to say.

The sun is brightly shinning,
and there's people all around.
But nothing really matters,
and nobody makes a sound.

I've done a lot of thinking lately,
but nothing like today.
I'm searching for what's in my head for something right to say.

I'm finally feeling better,
and it feels like years since then.
I'm done making my conclusions,
and I'm quite done with asking "when"..

I'm growing fond of what's around me,
quite content with where I stand.
I don't care about the falling,
and I don't care about where I land.

If it's life that gets me going, well, I should probably run from here.
There's no use in fighting the future, for tomorrow's always near.

I feel the warmth around me,
and I don't question where it's from.
I just smile and remind myself that my trouble's now long gone.

The ocean waves have calmed my soul,
and reminded me of nature.
How nothing ever looked the same,
how the sky was never clearer.

The melody of wind chimes that will cross along the land,
the whisper of the butterflies that fly around my head.

The quiet in the moonlight, the silence by the stream.
The cooing of a mother who's daughter wants to scream.
The two will walk together, she now calming her little one.
And a mother's intuition will then send her troubles gone.

I will always miss the mountains,
but the ocean works for now.
I am loving where I'm sitting,
I love that no one makes a sound.

If it's life that gets me going, well, I should probably run from here.
There's no use in fighting the future, for tomorrow's always near.