Tonight is today, tommorrow is a following

Theres a white wind a blowing
people a slippin an a sliding
they all got no way of knowing
whats in for them as there going

people not a wondering
whats going down in there gatherings
all people blowing
there smoke and still there agathering

theres a teaching
of which iv been a listening,
I'm always a gathering
knowledge till my ears are a brimming

the wind is a answering
but your not listening
to which
its trying to bring a comforting

a gale force blows tonight
I'm a shivering
and still I'm wondering
of what hell tomorrow is bringing

theres gotta be a change some where soon
for the direction of the moon,
its a changing, telling a story
of pasts gone wrong and future Glory's

politicians are philandering
ignoramus stars are a daily falling
idiots with there mouths
always a talking

and for what i say
for what difference is there being
without them there is no caring
and still they stand a being

I'm trying to find a reason of living
and still i find death a glaring
i know there are no teachings
that can a teach me what I'm searching

i see the people with a reckless hoping
i wish for one second i could regain my loving
and still i find no finding
all the time I'm a dying