There's no promise of a tomorrow, and we're wasting our today.
Having a horrible sleepless night. Abandoned the attempt to fall asleep. Sitting on my desk, looking out of the window I can look to the west, as the sun rises on the other side. A grey light appearing behind the palm trees.
I just realized I'm soon to be 43. Life has quite conveniently slipped me by. I don't know what dream have I been chasing?
I can't let the rest of the years slip through my fingers, like dust in the wind.
On my jukebox:
I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind.
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
[Now] Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, and all your money won't another minute buy.
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
Dust in the wind, everything is dust in the wind.
