my masterpiece

can i complete this masterpiece?
will it fall through my fingers like sand?
like everything
will i awake with the sun in my eyes?
or will night fall down on me again?
and again
and again
again

everything is night and day
i need a new metaphor
to describe how i feel
cause the night ain't always so bad
and the day ain't all it's cracked up to be
while the sun may burn
the moon just shines on me

i've squandered these gifts like gold
i've wasted my youth like a fool in the lottery
left it all up to chance
and apathy
and sympathy
i want to play the hand i'm dealt
cash in my chips while i'm ahead
but for me to do that
i've gotta be
all in
i'm all in
i'm all in
i'm all in

and i'll fly from here
like a shooting star
burn up in the atmosphere
but don't worry
i won't waste your wish on me
no don't worry
i'll make sure it counts
it's gotta count
it's gotta count

can i complete this masterpiece
or will it fall through my fingers like sand?
like everything