On Any Ordinary Day's Life, A Quiet Sense In Me Falls, A Grief Wrapped Around One's Hopes, As When Youth's Growth Started To Roll. I Have No Breath in That Ocean, I'm Not Sure How Well I'll Function. A Plain and Simple Day's Dawn, A Soft New Beginning, A Brief Dream I Hold Down Tied, At the Break of a Fresh New Start. I Have No Needs, No Concerns, I'm Not Sure About Consumptions… So Many Times, We Realize Our Life Is Tries And Nothing's Certain. So There's No Ties In This World, Just Simply Forms Within Our Soul. So Many Times… On This Ordinary World… We Just Live With Simple Memories!. So Many Times… On This Ordinary World, An Ordinary Day's Worth.
