537 (06.12.2015)

When duty calls each man must take their stance,
And stand up and be counted where they are
And each must do their best and take the chance,
That nothing they begin will carry far.
We drown in choices that we should have made,
We pick up points for things we follow through,
We miss the places where we should have stayed
Instead of rushing off to somewhere new.
One day we look back at the things we've done,
And see the way we think we should have gone
When trying to find a place beside the sun
Or something that it's light might shine upon.
Or maybe it's just time to go to sleep,
And close your eyes before you start to weep.

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