Promises

Time is hard to understand
And even harder to explain
Trying to keep up with the second hand
Is enough to drive anyone insane

I promised myself by the light of the moon
I'm gonna change my life
I'm gonna change my tune
I'm gonna fill my heart with a love so strong
I'm gonna rise up singing a brand new song

If we only kept half of our promises
This world would be a much better place to live
First we have to accept that it is what it is
Stop trying to forget, we only get what we give

Well maybe you're tired, just like me
Of trying so hard to be free
If we could rise above our fear of change, we'd see
That, through the eyes of love, its all the same

Time is a cruel yet forgiving friend
Who slaps your face and then holds your hand
Leaves you starting from scratch all over again
In the ruins of your best laid plan

Standing on a precipice of a metamorphosis
Spread your wings now butterfly
Goodbye now, empty chrysalis

If we only kept half of our promises
We might even earn the right to exist
Instead of regret, we might learn to forgive
Instead of survive, we might learn how to live.