Post 431: Waking Up in the Past (4/17/10)

Waking Up in the Past (3/5/10 c, 4/17/10 w)

Last night when I closed my eyes everything was the same

The same as it’s ever been
The only lens I thought I could see my life through
But for a change, it doesn’t feel – feel that way
The sense of finality and failure are leaving me

Waking up in the past

With the future still in front of me
Not ominous clouds or regrets
But the feeling that the best is still in front of me
Is this only a dream
I haven’t felt this way for the longest, the longest time
Waking up in the past

The sun usually, usually is only good for blinding me

But now it shows me a new light
Highlighting possibility in my life
That I haven’t, I haven’t seen for awhile

Waking up in the past

With the future still in front of me
Not ominous clouds or regrets
But the feeling that the best is still in front of me
Is this only a dream
I haven’t felt this way for the longest, the longest time
Waking up in the past

Now shadows don’t obscure whatever I see

It’s been so long, so long
I had forgotten the sight of possibility

But what could the reason be
What caused this sudden change
Because I can’t explain, explain
This sense of wonder renewed

Waking up in the past

With the future still in front of me
Not ominous clouds or regrets
But the feeling that the best is still in front of me
Is this only a dream
I haven’t felt this way for the longest, the longest time
Waking up in the past