Redemption's Hours

Yesterday had it's own, they've called it acceptance
Where mine mind became and had soul sick of bittersweet
Knowing every rock is sour and every plight, I meet
Tripping the boundaries, this is repentance

Today has a name, I called it redemption's time
Lives as a result of it's sprawling before days
Where something goes and glittering shipwrecks sway
Yet we've found the smaller in between lines

Tomorrow will have it's chance, we'll name it better
And every lonely letter of this line and verse
Will become so beautiful, and drive away that hearse
Because nothing is dead, nothing to dead letters

And happiness looks a little more like hope
I've quit sipping the same drink of loneliness
It's better to know more the soul justice
You and I, to this love most high, are pulling down these ropes