I think I just wrote my future
What did it say
It was full of unknowns
And impossibilities
And fairy dust
You wrote a fairytale
Not a future
Isn’t it the same thing
Ha
Maybe
Still
I wrote it
And now it’ll play out
Am I in it
In my future
Yeah
Who knows
Surely you would
No
I wrote it
But I don’t know it
That doesn’t make sense
Neither does whatever lies ahead
Or behind
Real life rarely makes sense
Ok
Well
What do you know
I know that I’ll be there
Living through it all
Seeing the world fly by
Loving
Losing
Living
And that is what I’ve written
That sounds pretty vague
True
I feel like you haven’t written anything down
I wrote some pretty words
Without substance
Substance is the colour that will fill the pages
As I turn them
Shul of Tash 