Mostafa Elsaadi - Ordinary Days

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Oh, another morning
Another ordinary day day
I woke up to the same old window, same
Old street beneath the sun
Another cup beside the silence
Another day already begun
I thought my life would start someday when
I had somewhere else to go.
When the money came.
When the time was right when
I finally
I finally became someone
I could know so
I kept chasing bigger moments
Kept my eyes behind today
Why little pieces of forever
Were quietly passing my way
I never heard them all
When the ordinary turn gold
I never knew the little things were the stories
I one day hold