Summer was shaken away like sand from a beach towel...
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to
But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
"the passengers are taking a vote if they should try and take over the plane or not." [Pittsburgh Post-Gazette, 10/28/01]
the potential of people
runs deeper than deep
for people have climbed
all the mountains so steep
it was then that they said
that the sky was the limit
but ask, where are we now
the moon has been conquered
and we're looking to mars
so what is impossible
in the eyes of men
is no more than a guess
of the limits we have
and these guesses of limits
have never been true
so if there're no limits
to what man can do
how do we know
whether to risk it or not
cause we'll inevitably miss
every shot we dont take
those shots that are limitless
so what sign are you waiting for
to tell you to take your shot
because each of your untaken shots
is one only you could have taken
so live on with the notion
that there will always be others
to take the risks for you
but be prepared to know
that you will never be great
your legacy will die
so i'm telling you now
it is never too late
by me | 
