There is no perfect day
There is no perfect day, no ever-after.
Forever is now, and that’s all that really matters.
There is no tomorrow, no guarantee.
No destiny, no fate, and no meant to be.
There is no light at tunnels’ end.
Always ending up right where we begin.
There is no point B, no American Dream.
Everybody running in circles, as dumb as it seems.
There is no gold, and who really cares?
We’re all chasing rainbows, as if they were actually there.