Getting lucky

One day for tomorrow,
no rush to yesterday,
and the sky is more than enough for now.

For now the limits have been seized
just like his dreams that came true
the blue still shines trough.

To many shoes quit walking here
as if 12 steps seemed to far to count let alone walk.

Bent to bend to never break
but they said they stopped making these things as strong as they used too.

I guess I got lucky.

Enough space here,
but a lot of it was left empty.

Heavy with the head but the heart feels the freedom.

Accomplished to accompany any enemy to the end,

better left unsaid the wrong words when everything is right,
here tonight these hands are beaten and clean
tired but never defeated

I will watch them until they become depleted of everything that's real