All We Have - Pulley

Great aspirations often fall too short to fly

Life alone can take us on its twisted path

As we wander down this road not all sure where to go

Sometimes the scenery can just bore you to death

As i sit down to write, another day has passed me by

They all seem the same anymore with so little time to live

And so much time to kill, how’s it

That i still find so much time to be bored?

Am i wasting time, is my purpose being served

Am i part of a bigger master plan?

Today is all i have, can’t change yesterday

Strolling down this road again

Life has made me cynical, it’s taught me about its pain

Is the little blue man using me for him?

I guess i know the answer already

So does he, but when he goes he’ll know if his sin was sin

I guess for now the only answers

That i’ll get will be the ones i can figure out myself

Listen closely friends we’re coming to this story’s end

And i don’t think that i have rid from any doubt