What are we chasing anyway?
Always in search of something elusive
Looking forward to find happiness
And delight in a tomorrow
That may or may not be
Ever chasing dreams
Trying to grab that elusive magic
And turn it into harsh reality
Ever thinking of plans of doing
While undoing the present
What are we chasing anyway?
The clock keeps ticking on and on
A constant reminder, a relentless tyrant
In rhythmic pulse almost a heartbeat
Till one day, without a warning, it will stop
Sometimes when I stop to think and wonder why
We do what we do
Is it the race to beat the clock
And endure?
Survive?
Or is it the promise of living happily ever after?
A fake promise of a forever land?
