Today is going to be a good day. (Already is.. but there is time left).
Things are a changin'. Times are a changin'.
And it feels like my chest is finally opening up. I can feel the tears coming, but I let them go.
.. And I smile.
Everything will be okay. Everything is okay.
I love, and I am loved. That's all I need..
"Lately my hands they don't feel like mine
My eyes been stung with dust and blind
Been so long since I seen your face
Or felt a part of this human race
I've been living out of this here suitcase for way too long
A man needs something he can hold onto"