Tina M. Ohalek - A Day of Submissions lyrics

A moment of heart soon to be turned into anger My attentions turned to the small injustices of the day. Although much felt, I soon realize what was apparent The true context of the day. My submission of the day, and what I was to truly understand. How we are often into the mode to be supreme of our justifications. For if we could only push past the film of what our expectations want us to consider. My true knowledge of the human existence, I soon encountered in all my huff of being human I found my day of submissions was quite grand. To look beyond what was expected, for after all this is me. I soon enjoyed the smile of a young man, the laughter of childlike boy And knew in the air that he breathed, within my last dying breath I would submit anything For this childlike boy to be always laughing within his lifespan So I found my day of submissions was never cast to the side Wavered in the air so frantic, but as I stride to give or to submit or not Is grand for a true expectance of the price we pay for a day of submissions...