Future Is Open

Boxes taped. Empty blessing. A car out on the road.

 To remember... too distressing. My nerves are blazed with gold. 

 When the glass breaks, no more mistakes: future is open. Future is wide.

Future is bright. Future is open. 

 The cold wind clears the toxins and opens up the sky. My fears are like a

toxin spreading through our lives. 

 When his first breath breaks, no more mistakes: future is open. Future is

wide. Future is bright. Future is open.