A new life every moment of this fresh day,
Another death every moment of this fading day.
Inhale the fresh taste of the dead,
Exhale the old taste of a new beginning.
Don't look into the depth of the sky,
Look at how close you are to reaching the stars if you extend your hand.
As you feel the warm glow upon your finger tips,
Never stop reaching.
Never stop trying,
You're getting closer I swear.
I can almost smell it in the damn cold air.
