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New Years....
Your new years' commitment to a resolution
becomes a goal born from an evolution.
What starts as a sentence- just something to reply,
to the question for the crowd, an idea in your mind;
becomes your waking thought,
your evening's final quest,
disturbing things you might have planned
if the words were never said.
Now stuck in a promise
and a year with which to achieve,
that New Years' resolution-
you made them all believe.
This time next year, you'll think to say,
before the words can get away:
"Thanks for another year of life
I promise to keep on asking why.
To whom I ask these questions of,
depends on where I go because,
no two chances are quite the same,
I'll always try to fairly play.
I'll wrap the arms around my head
from around the globe , and back again.
If happiness comes when I breathe,
I'll be back again next New Years Eve."
becomes a goal born from an evolution.
What starts as a sentence- just something to reply,
to the question for the crowd, an idea in your mind;
becomes your waking thought,
your evening's final quest,
disturbing things you might have planned
if the words were never said.
Now stuck in a promise
and a year with which to achieve,
that New Years' resolution-
you made them all believe.
This time next year, you'll think to say,
before the words can get away:
"Thanks for another year of life
I promise to keep on asking why.
To whom I ask these questions of,
depends on where I go because,
no two chances are quite the same,
I'll always try to fairly play.
I'll wrap the arms around my head
from around the globe , and back again.
If happiness comes when I breathe,
I'll be back again next New Years Eve."
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