a song written

I look at the calendar every day and look at the page of the day you're coming.
It's all marked up
Time goes on so slow
until that day when I can feel your heat


Losing ourselves in the shadow of yesterday. In the glare of today. In the blurr of tomorrow.

How to go ahead ?


" The only thing we knew how to do was to keep on keeping on, like a bird that flew"