Leaves will keep on holding on even past the point of old news, when their colors turn from color to the dirt.
Water keeps on trying though it's purpose is to dry, we keep surviving, though we know we slowly burn.
We see the moon as it sets and rises, the sun will do the same. Is there a reason for the turning of the earth?
It should be such an inspiration to see all this mindless motivation. Well I'm inspired, but motivation comes in bursts.
'Cause that kind of life's just not right for me, see them bleeding from the ulcers of their nerves.
I don't have that kind of concentration to hurt myself with motivation over something that really means not a thing to me.