do you ever feel like life is just gonna pass you by, that you'll have to crane your neck like a child waving to a train just to catch a glimpse of something, of anything? as if you have to grasp onto everything until your knuckles are white otherwise it won't be there tomorrow. like, you have to just say it now, because if you don't, you really never will. are you afraid that when you look back on your life, you'll see empty photoframes and lost words? when you leave this world, what will you leave behind? will you be remembered? sometimes my greatest fear is being forgotten. can we really change history, without just wearing a crown? get high on your dreams, baby, it's the only way i know how. just put your hand around mine because we'll conquer the skies together. and they'll tell you to cut it with the seize the day bullshit, but, heck, the day is not enough. seize the fucking moment. every fucking moment.
tomorrow is a maybe word, life isn't. don't forget that.