You can spend your time waiting for life
to happen to you.
Is that what you’re going to do?

Or do you sit and make plans for better times?
planning to make things better,
and waiting for them to get that way,
instead of enjoying what you have now?

Is that what you’re going to do?
I wonder…

It’s a brief, brief moment I have with you,
And what are you trying to do?

You’re gonna talk about how things will be better…

Will you talk about plans that were made?
the half page of scribbled lines upon a book?
The plans that will never happen?

Pathetic, it seems
a shame to waste this time.

The apricot trees and the driving rain
and the wheels turning,
and the trucks are burning,
and the clouds go on and on and on and on.

Life is now.

We can always move on to a better place,
a better time,
a better future,
but the better things only come from within.

And I see it that way now.
For life is now.

I don’t see how you can be there, planning away,
wasting your days, planning away,
planning for a time when others may say
“look, he’s doing better.”

But it isn’t that way at all.
It’s just appearances,
It’s just the way you feel.

Now.

And those plans…
are you going to take them
with you when you die?

Just thought I’d try…
Just thought I’d ask…
Life is what you made of plans,
and how you fulfilled them.

Not how you make them.