Today I think I was searching,
But I don’t know quite what for.
It’s like I could sense a shift,
Or an opening trap door.
I walked through life as normal,
Said and did all expected things,
But I seemed to have an eye out,
For that rumble that change brings.
Tomorrow, another day,
Is looming on towards,
It I still feel like I must tip toe,
On what feels like unsafe boards.
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