Today we choose to live today.
That’s all we can do, anyway –
Is make this one and only choice:
To hear life’s whispers through the noise
I had a friend who was in love.
He wore the feeling like a glove –
He wore it, till he wore it out:
That was his choice. I have no doubt.
I knew a gal who stayed inside.
She used discomfort as her guide,
And thought of those she could have kissed:
Small comfort for the life she missed –
Today we choose the life we choose.
We try to win, or else we lose.
The bills we have? They must be paid.
The mess we have’s the one we made