These days my days
Are mostly filled with old cliches
What's not saved is thrown away
Looking for a better day

The days I do save
I save them for a rainy day
Just in case there comes a day
That I can't go out and play

Today gets late
With tomorrow in it's wake
To the past don't be a slave
Look ahead to future days

What I say on these days
Finds itself along the way
Onto the path that I have laid
Waiting for these better days