Written by C Hues
June 6, 2022
How fantasy will make us fools The mistress, the two kids, and the wife The mansions, the sports cars, the swimming pools To wake up wanting—so is life… To own and win; then own some more To be the boss and to pretend To set the goals and settle score Then wake up—knowing it’s the end… The need to want will set us free But 29 gets in the way And now the rush to make dreams be So wake up—time to waste the day… Now running out of time, that’s it But time’s too cruel to stop and sit So 30 is the look back year? Won’t wake up—29 is here