Whisp'ring thoughts of nagging tomorrow's just beyond my reach
It's ever always subtleties seem harmless for the moment

Its venom is most bitter every time I give in
Complacency is danger in its purest form
It talks me into things to which I wouldn't other wise conform
Given my ability to give into the easy way, no wonder why my spirit hates my
flesh

CHORUS:
Tomorrow is much easier to deal with than today
But when tomorrow comes I still don't want to change
Why am I willing to replace a wealth of wonder with a life of sure uncertainty
Tomorrow may not ever even be

How can I combat a complacent state of mind
I need a constant reminder of the wrong of wasted time
I need to train my heart in ways of seeing heaven as my home
I need to take the power given as my own

(CHORUS)

BRIDGE:
I know what's required of me
I want to do right
I want to do right
What is keeping me from change

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