LIVE FOR TODAY

When I was a young boy my mom asked me
"Son when you grow up what do you want to be?"
I said: Mom, a hockey star,
   I want to skate, shoot, score, take me team far
Wanna play in game 7 of the Stanley Cup
The score tied 3 to 3, 21 seconds left
Pick up the loose puck at center ice
Skate in on the blue line
Burst of speed, by the defence
I'm on a breakaway
Should I shoot? Should I deke?
Fake to my right, back to my left
The goalie goes down and I flip the puck up
It's going up and in
But it hits the cross bar
Drops onto the goal line

Time stops
I start thinking about
how we're living in a

cyber-society
surrounded by technology
in a globalized economy
devoid of geography
Reflecting upon history
repeating itself endlessly
Questioning theology
and much about humanity
Astronomy and astrology
Heavenly bodies around me
Fantasy becomes reality
resulting in ecstasy
Chemistry and biology
explain my psychology
I don’t need a PhD
in philosophy to let me see

What I want is for the puck to go into the net

It starts trickling in ...

The red light goes on
The crowd erupts, I look up
We’ve won the Stanley Cup

Dream of tomorrow
Live for today
Remember yesterday
Live for today