She doesn’t know much
She’s so out of touch
Lost in a time
Spaces collide
She doesn’t show signs
She’s so out of line
Chasing a dream
Dire and extreme
What will tomorrow bring
What will be
What will be
What will we see
Will we succeed
What will tomorrow bring
She doesn’t know time
She’s too hard to find
Lost in a whirl
Diamonds and pearls
She doesn’t see fault
She’s taking the fall
Running on wind
Waiting to begin
What will tomorrow bring
What will be
What will be
What will we see
Will we succeed
What will tomorrow bring
What will be
What will be
©1/28/2022 Bruce Clifford
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