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EVERY DAY FEELS LIKE THE LAST
Morning light across the floor
I don’t sleep much anymore
Coffee cold the numbers move
Another day with more to lose
I tell myself I’ve seen this rain
I’ve watched it fall and rise again
But every time that screen turns red
I hear the things I never said
Just one more bell
Just one more chance
I’m holding tomorrow
With shaking hands
Every day feels like the last
Watching all my tomorrows burn into the past
Still I wait for one green light
One little reason to believe I’ll be alright
Every day feels like the edge
One more step between the promise and the ledge
If the morning comes too fast
I’ll face it like I always have
Like every day could be the last
Margin calls at half past three
A quiet voice keeps chasing me
“Put in more or walk away”
Funny how a number learns to pray
I used to think that I was brave
Now I just count the things I saved
A photograph an old guitar
And someone asking where you are
Just one more bell
Just one more chance
How did a lifetime
Fit in these hands
Every day feels like the last
Watching all my tomorrows burn into the past
Still I wait for one green light
One little reason to believe I’ll be alright
Every day feels like the edge
One more step between the promise and the ledge
If the morning comes too fast
I’ll face it like I always have
Like every day could be the last
Maybe winning isn’t staying
Till there’s nothing left to save
Maybe courage isn’t betting
Everything to look brave
If tomorrow finds me empty
If the numbers take it all
Let me leave with something in me
No market gets to call
Every day felt like the last
I gave too many tomorrows to the past
Now I only need one light
Not on the screen—
Just enough to make it through the night
Every day brought me to the edge
Now I know there’s more to life beyond the ledge
Let the closing bell go past
I’m still here
I’m still here
And this one won’t be my last
The screen goes dark
The morning stays
And for the first time
I look away
